the little thing that fits in my pocket...

the little thing that fits in my pocket is gone. it gives out a sound everytime someone have something important to say. or if someone wants to say something to me. that little thing which provides me with musics whenever i'm going somewhere is missing. the little thing that fits in my pocket is gone. that little thing accompanied me through some of my toughest time of my 3rd semester life. that little thing is gone.

some dude decided to take that little thing that fits in my pocket away from me. no more vibrations in my pocket, no more music when i'm travelling, no more little thing that fits in my pocket. no more. for now. i'm hoping that i can get it back. i'm willing to pay 200 to someone who gives me back the same exact little thing that fits in my pocket to me. but it seems that all efforts have already fail before further action has taken.

that little thing that fits in my pocket is like a must in my life right now. never mind. to whoever that takes my little thing that fits in my pocket, hope you feel happy about it. because i just lost that little thing that fits in my pocket so that you can sell her for money. why can't you just get a job and earn a decent living ? well, ranting here doesn't get anything done or doesn't change anything. but it helps getting the little pressure off the little thing that beats in my body.