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Cell Phone Self Own 

1) When your phone's autocorrect absolutely savages you.

2) When you are texting in bed and accidently drop your cellphone on your face.
"Yo, I want some dick

Some duck* ... Shit"

"Lmao, cell phone self own"
Cell Phone Self Own by F41R September 2, 2021

mindless self indulgence 

posting more than 9 definitions on urban dictionary. if you're prudent about this activity, this might help your marriage
jimmy is indulging himself mindlessly on urban dictionary again, yet somehow he still has time to excel in everything else. preposterous. mindless self indulgence

shameless self promotion 

When an urbanetizen (see urbanetizens) uses Urban Dictionary as a venue for writing good things about oneself/one's girlfriend/boyfriend/friend
Seriously, what's the point in shameless self promotion? I'd rather see words others can relate to. Urban Dictionary isn't your school bathroom wall..

Check My Bad Self 

East Anglian-
look at me my pasty-faced homo, i am on top of my game.
I win!!!!!!
Check my bad self
Check My Bad Self by Frank October 16, 2004

A person who keeps to them self 

A person who 'keeps to them self' is a quiet person like an outcast or wallflower.
'Look Jeffrey isn't really speaking that much", 'yeah, he likes to keep to himself'.
'why doesn't he act like all the other guys' , 'He is a person who keeps to them self'.

note to self 

an amazing song written and sung by sonny moore, in the time that he was in the band From First to Last.
<3
Two roads split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am,
and who I want to be.

I wanted to be the breath of fresh air,
When everything smelled so insincere.
But this taste still lingers in my mouth,
Deceit has ways of sticking around.
And I'm ready to disappear,
Vacation seems far(seems far) from here.

Note to self:
I miss you terribly.
This is what
we call a tragedy.
Come back to me,
Come back to me,
To me.

Note to self:
I miss you terribly.
This is what
we call a tragedy.
Come back to me,
back to me,
To me.

I can feel my mind
wandering again.
Into where I dont know,
and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving
faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene;
I need to break the routine.
(repeat)

Two roads...
Split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am
and who I want to...

Which part of me is left?
I feel so close,
and yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close,
and yet I am so.... FAR!!!
note to self by brianafay February 8, 2009