Things I want to say to Twitter but don't lest I annoy.

• You lucky, lucky little shit.
• I'm in the mood for an 'N Sync song. I drove myself insane wishing I could touch your face, but the truth remains: you're gone.
• @DylanCampbell Vooooooooodoo magic!
• I want a cigarette that makes me feeeeeeeeeel good but doesn't hurt my chest. Because they do that.
• I can quote Sara B, too!
• I'm pretty sure I affect you more than you me. In a different way, of course. And you're the one who makes it awkward, btw.
• Uuuuuuurgh I wish I knew who all is doing Oliver! I don't know if I want to do Summer Lyric or St. Luke's!!!
• I need to write this Civics thing. No, fuck my opinion on congressional term limits.
• City of Grasshoppers by Marc Bonis is a terrible book. It's that part that Orwell puked up after eating Animal Farm.
  
• I have an evil plaaaaaaaaaaan *sung*
• Yummm I love thunder.
• Still want a cigarette. I know where my mom hid them! Must resist. I like lungs.
• I don't like this house.
• I don't like my carpet. I will whenever I vacuum it. There are objects hiding in its tall woolies.
• I found Michael Moises on Twitter!
• Seriously, this book is terrible. I want to read my Hemingwaaaaaaaay.
• Talk to me.
• You keep running from your problemos, chico.
  
• I dressed like the hot math teacher today at the improv show. And he was theeeere and looking fine. Can't wait to graduate and give him my number.
• Have I mentioned I love rain?
• Have I mentioned I hate high school?
  

These are all the things I considered tweeting from 11:02 to 11:49. I didn't. But I wanted to.