Dear Gmail.

It’s been close to 11-hours that you’ve been reminding me that I am “currently using 6912 MB (92%) of your 7458 MB.”

I thought you were a heart that loved more and more with every passing second. That space was an oxymoron to you. 

I thought I will never see this day. Alas! You broke my heart. You’re no different then the rest… </3

Heart-broken,

Insi.

Dear Gmail.

Dear Ammi.

I love it when you call me for a gossip-session when I am at work and despite obvious hints that I gotta go and do some work, you refuse to hang-up. <3

Love,

Insi.

P.S. I left home just an hour ago and we had b’fast together and I bet you weren’t this talkative then! Hehe. I will take care of everything and some more, dontcha worry bout’ a thing. {hugs.}

Dear Ammi.