I have no regrets, I still think you are beautiful...I still look fondly upon the day my man signed for your package...and i squealed as I took you out of the box and held you in my hands. You are so tiny and neat. I like the...idea of you...but alas I have realized you are not the phone for me...and back to the store you must go.
Sigh,
L.
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