It starts innocently enough, with a nosy friend hovering over your shoulder to see what you're texting. Somehow, that doesn't satiate their inexplicable thirst for curiosity, so the first chance they get, they're rummaging through all of your super private photos—even though you told them not to.
Eventually, their tick metastasizes into this horrible thing, where they go on your Twitter account when you're not looking and post something stupid and mean. Argh.
Sure, you could activate a passcode on your lockscreen, but a good friend will always know what it is, even if you don't tell them... more