Twitter, my teenage romance hideaway.
Not many of my friends are on Twitter, and those who are don't seem to use it. Like myself. FaceBook is the bigger thing around here. And it suits me well, because the great thing about Twitter is that you can use it to just lurk around and not have anyone you know making snide comments when you mistakenly "liked" Westlife's fan page.
Obviously, on Twitter I follow sophisticated and interesting pages like GuardianBooks, Amnesty, National Geographic, Lonely Planet... but only for show. Because the real reason I'm there, what I'm pining for...
... is that actor I'm secretly in love with. Please, please let him tweet today! So I can swoon for a while over a lame football comment.
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