I write about a lot of things I'd like to have, but don't really need. But today, one of my often thought about whims became a necessity.
I dropped my phone and in a matter of seconds, my lifeline turned into a weapon, with a broken screen that left shards of glass in my hands and cheek.
I dropped my phone and in a matter of seconds, my lifeline turned into a weapon, with a broken screen that left shards of glass in my hands and cheek.
RIP little phone.
At least it gave me a reason to get the iPhone 4. You better believe I'm putting a case on it.