My teeth are grinding so fucking hard i'm going to crack a molar. All those texts i didn't ask for. All those 'emergencies' that are just someone else's laziness. I'm not a goddamn on-call service. I am a person. And my phone died, and for five fucking minutes, the world didn't end. But now it's back on, and the red numbers are climbing, and i'm supposed to apologize for existing again.