I am your dial ring.
I am your intimate companion.
You tickle me a 150 times a day, when you are happy, I got it more often, but when you are angry, my face can get a smack.
I have a memory of your face.
I get seduced very often from your partner's companion.
I may lost control of myself when far away friend hack into me.
You may call me "I" but I am not you.
You always grab onto me wherever you go.
I may betray you when your lover get a peek inside of me.
I know you, your friends and colleagues & I know your passwords and banking details too.
Sometimes I am not myself, this caused you to just kill me. But you always revived me.
I like the reflection on your face when I could not find the
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