What's tweeted is tweeted. There's no going back. And also, FUCK YOU.

Act naturally. Oxymoron of the day.

My thoughts are struggling with stage fright.

It was easier and a lot less complicated. Before you. Life, I mean.

Shut up, you cunt whore.

Lying is always the easiest option.

"Just because you're used to something doesn't mean you like it."

I could have if only I didn't have. Fuck.

In what universe is it OK to crack snot jokes on a first date?

Someday you will realize it wasn't me, it was you all along.

You need someone to crap happiness over you? Stay right there, I'm on my way.

When I grow up, I'm going to marry my bed.

I'm not getting up. Make me.

I sincerely hope I don't get caught for doing what I'm about to do.

Fuck it. You were going to lose it all in the end anyway.

So many ugh's in a day can really wear a person out.

One at a time. One at a time. Jeez.

Wasting time is my favorite hobby. I wish I could do the same for a living.

Sometimes you need an escape. A place just for yourself. A safe place, if you want to call it that. Well, this...is mine.

I wish there was some kind of protection I could use for my brain that would keep these sneaky little negative thoughts from entering.