The smartass in me really doesn't like the dumbass in you.

Have you star-fucked your Twitter crushes today?

My soul is stained, my heart is shattered, my conscience is clouded, my will is broken, and still I claw my way through to a better life.

Can we please quit beating AROUND my bush?

If you want me to stop talking you'll have to kiss me.

If my pillow could talk it would embarrass the shit out of me.

I've loved you from the first star fuck.

Yes, I do laugh at my own damn jokes. I think I'm fucking hilarious! So screw you!

I was just asked by a 20 year old if I know what the real world looks like outside my phone? I said its ugly and I don't want part of it.

Twitter-where everybody knows your fetish....and you're proud of it.

I'm used to my own madness. It's the rest of you crazy fucks that scare me!

I love the way you see me~Past the flaws~Beyond the scars~As if I am perfection.

I love that the damaged recognize each other and we all use Twitter like a life raft! Now who's got the rum?

Guys, I love you, I really do. But if you talk this much during sex, I'm kicking your ass!

I lay my head on my pillow thinking of things I'd like to do with people I don't even know.

I may be a bit hard but it's to protect a heart that's barely being held together with rubber bands and bubble gum.

The feel of you~In my mind~In my heart~In my soul~ You're a good fit.

I wish when I increased the volume on this phone the 'vibrate' would increase too.

Keep me in your thoughts always so that I might find you in my dreams.

Damn! I just looked in the mirror. I'm glad nobody came home with me last night. *shivers*