I’m going to post a picture here, which I have never done before. This one is worth it though because it basically sums up the heartbreaking reality of what it’s like to live in this modern world. Here it is:
Yeah, I get it. No one liked it. I’m not perfect. Not everything I write down can be excellent and clever. Most of it is nonsense. Do we really need to resort to public shaming just to call out my inadequacies? Apparently, yes. Twitter really wants me to know when I fail.
Well, joke’s on you, Twitter, because now I’m liberated. I have nothing to lose. I’m going to say so many ridiculous things and they’re going to live on your face forever.
Thanks to no one.
In this personification of Twitter, I like that you have determined the tweets are face tattoos.