Why do RL friends want to know who you are on Twitter?
You have my other info.. Please allow me this corner of anonymous insanity to relax.

Casey Anthony gets off, Amanda Knox gets off, My ex takes half of everything I have,,, White women are beginning to scare the shit out of me

The people I enjoy talking with most right now, speak in 140 char. segments, and live in my phone..this might be unhealthy, but I don't mind

Passed a guy in a store today holding his wife's bags, including the purse. His eyes were telling me, "Please blow my fucking brains out".

My 16 yr. just passed me coming out of the shower, wearing a towel and carrying his iphone in a baggie. What all does he have on that phone?

I kinda miss my youth, when Dad would holler at me to get off that damn "intranet thing", so that he could use the "house phone".

At a party last night, overheard a young woman talking about the crazy shit on Twitter... I thought this was supposed to be like Fight Club?

If you're going to squander something in life, make it your kindness to others. It may go unnoticed, but it is not wasted.

Just divorced from a stunningly beautiful woman, who never bothered to develop a personality, nor a sense of humor to accompany her looks.

If you have OCD or multiple personality tendencies, twitter is your worst nightmare come to life, or.... the best playground ever!

Love is not always a good thing. It can leave you shackled to a moment in time. The moment fades, but the shackles remain.

Yea, I know I don't have a ton of followers... but I do have the time to read their TL's, and I know a little something about most of them.

In the midst of hot, rip our clothes off sex. I've never noticed if her bra and panties matched.... I make no apologies for that either.

Odd that so many set up a Twit acct., then tweet how anti-social and full of hate they are... that's a lot of effort to show you don't care.

Twitter : Where dreamers and misanthropes collide .

Want to be a good friend? Don't ask a bunch of questions, and never
... EVER, tell someone's secrets.

Being a success in business is a lot like being pregnant. No one knows how often you've been fucked to achieve it.

Been tweeting a short while, and I can't decide if it's just a way to occupy a little downtime, or a mental illness> Leaning toward option 2

If you proclaim to be looking for a real man but you have fake tits, fake tan, 1/2 lb. of makeup & a fake personality..how real are you ?

Dear big SUV owners, with the antlers out the windows and the red nose as a hood ornament.. don't forget your ugly ass Christmas sweater.