THEFACK
I'm cleaning out my inbox on my phone, as I'm getting a new one and need to return this one to be disposed of.
So I'm copying each and every message and saving them on various documents according to name (yes, mild OCD has its bonuses from time to time!) and I've just finished N's document.
To date he has sent me ONE THOUSAND, THREE HUNDRED, AND FIFTY-SEVEN MESSAGES. 1357. That's just my inbox.
My sent messages to him number... I don't even know. I'll update this entry later because right now I have to add dates to every single one of the 2800 messages in my outbox folder. Yeah. Black work, that is.
So I'm copying each and every message and saving them on various documents according to name (yes, mild OCD has its bonuses from time to time!) and I've just finished N's document.
To date he has sent me ONE THOUSAND, THREE HUNDRED, AND FIFTY-SEVEN MESSAGES. 1357. That's just my inbox.
My sent messages to him number... I don't even know. I'll update this entry later because right now I have to add dates to every single one of the 2800 messages in my outbox folder. Yeah. Black work, that is.