I'm way too single for this libido.

Last one smiling on the inside wins.

Man, this loneliness bullshit just sneaks up from out of nowhere, doesn't it?

There is no truth, only perception.

Imitation is the sincerest (and most trite) form of flattery.

I don't mean to brag, but sex hair totally works for me.

It doesn't take much validation to make me beam like an idiot.

Beauty often seduces us on the road to truth.

Bragging that you've never lost points for speeding doesn't impress me. It means you're the dick I wanna stab for holding up the rest of us.

I want you to touch me. On the inside, where no-one else does. In my heart.

Twitter - where girls who aren't afraid to use the word "cunt" go to meet other likeminded girls.

I'm worried that when I stop making an effort, you will forget I was there.

You're just a feeling that won't go away.

I'm doing the same thing here as you are. Gathering material.

I can't fathom how guys can simply 'not think about anything'. What's that like? I'd love to be able to do that.

Trying to erase one obsession with another.

My advice? Take advice from the happiest people you know.

Proud to be a nerd that loves the written word.

You don't have to like me, because I do and that's all that matters.

Brutal honesty is still better than lies. We already know the truth so it's not really that painful.