Here are 10 reasons why I love Twitter. Okay. There’s only one reason why I love Twitter.
You know what it’s like being a writer. You walk around all day writing sentences in your head. Some of them have nowhere to go. But now there’s Twitter. Where else could I say this stuff—ten times?
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Footnote: If you are a Twitter user, you know that today Twitter came out with a tool called Blackbird that lets you embed an actual tweet without having to take a screen capture of it as an image. Too late for this post, but a nice change when quoting people.
There are 10 reasons why I feels so crazy and cockamamie all of the time but I really can’t elucidate on them at the present, suffice to say that the neurons don’t fire correctly, the synapses are not acting like they are supposed to and well, I find that being me requires a lot less energy that I don’t have than trying to act like a normal human being, whatever normal may be!
In the arms of love.
‘Go on tell me again why you love me,’ said Kate, giving Edward a hug and a kiss. Blushing, he said, ‘Because you’re soft and true, with eyes that drown, and a touch that…’
Kate smiled. Behind his back, she saw Bob, her lover, creep backwards out the open door.