May
30
Poetweet: Losing my patience
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Losing My Patience
I am rapidly losing patience in too many endeavors at once for my liking.
why do little girls have coach bags? im losing my patience with this neighborhood
China’s getting fed up of North Korea. Quickly losing patience.
Did we just not have this same conversation about meeting your deadlines for me?? Didn’t we? Losing my patience. SHIT! Time is $$!
i’m losing my patience. i mean, i just came here to bounce!
is losing his patience with the dog next door
i’m losing patience with my hair
Filming a french film all day in Glasgow. Got home to find the letter of vital importance still hasn’t arrived yet! I’m losing all patience.
That’s me in the corner of Starbucks, losing my patience with shrill, overcaffeinated teenagers.
I’m losing my patience tonight. Guess I can’t be Mr. Right all the time
Losing patience with people who advertise webinars but don’t use the medium appropriately/well!
Just an inch away from losing my patience. PARTAYYY TONIGHT, with my injured leg 
Ya’ll keep sayin give the old people a pass; I’m losing patience! Its ’bout to get real raw if they don’t knock it off
Seem to be having a day of losing things, the top to my moisturiser, my phone (temporarily), my voice, the plot, my patience……
-Editor, Twitter search phrase “losing my patience”
Apr
11
Poetweet #3
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She Left Me
She left me roses by the stairs.
She left me a message from yesterday.
She left me a note in the fridge apologizing for being a drunken mess and making me feel uncomfortable last night.
She left me with a broken heart.
She left me no choice. I had to go speak with the postmaster.
She left me riddled with scars.
She left me for Jesus.
She left me with a soggy bowl of Trix.
She left me some goose, so I guess I’ll just have to blame it.
She left me speechless today.
She left me a fondue pot.
She left me in Wal-Mart.
She left me for Scott. Look at her now, dummy.
She left me a few dozen snickerdoodles to live on.
She left me a list of chores to do while she’s gone.
She left me for Miss America.
She left me for Jordan a couple times, too.
She didn’t leave me because I called her big nose. She left me because I got caught.
She left me a half-eaten bag of Hostess Donuts on my doorstep.
She left me a message, but I have no way to reply to her.
She left me before we met.
-Editor (Twitter search phrase “she left me”)
Apr
5
Poetweet #2
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Portrait of Disaster
My disaster of a desk.
My disaster of a room.
My disaster of an apartment.
My disaster of a drunken life.
My disaster preparedness plan.
My disaster of freshman year.
My disaster education presentation.
My disaster rescue license.
My disaster bombing which destroyed my home.
My disaster of a fish dinner.
-Editor (twitter search phrase “my disaster”)