#texting

A couple days ago, I saw a lot of people tweeting, "Oh, it's so cool 'Home' is being used in the Olympics!" We don't really get to watch much TV, man, with the concerts every night, but I wish I could have seen it. I really just found out through Twitter and my management texting me. I thought it was really awesome. ↗

— Phillip Phillips

#awesome #being #being used #concerts #cool

I am always texting! ↗

— Kiernan Shipka

#am #i #i am #texting

Lucas: I wanted to talk to you after class, but you disappeared. Me: I have another class right after. One of those profs who stops talking, stares at you and waits until you get to your seat if you're late. Lucas: I would probably just walk to my seat even slower. ;) ↗

— Tammara Webber

#texting #funny

Erin: We get to beat the shit outta guys in those big puffy suits!!! I’ve always wanted to really kick the crap outta some guy’s nuts. Now I can do it guilt-free! Me: You’re a sick girl. Erin: Guilty as charged. :) ↗

— Tammara Webber

#girl-power #self-defense #texting #humor

The boy in the closet is your boyfriend. He loves you and will tell you all about last night. ↗

— Cat Patrick

#love

You ever notice if you call someones cell phone they won't answer but if you text them seconds later they will. "The Power of your Thumbs compels You! ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

#communication-quotes #life-reality #communication

What’s not so great is that all this technology is destroying our social skills. Not only have we given up on writing letters to each other, we barely even talk to each other. People have become so accustomed to texting that they’re actually startled when the phone rings. It’s like we suddenly all have Batphones. If it rings, there must be danger. Now we answer, “What happened? Is someone tied up in the old sawmill?” “No, it’s Becky. I just called to say hi.” “Well you scared me half to death. You can’t just pick up the phone and try to talk to me like that. Don’t the tips of your fingers work? ↗

— Ellen DeGeneres

#humor #phones #texting #communication

Hold still, Meg, you’re dripping blood on my car seats.” I reached behind the passenger seat of Tennyson’s car looking for the white sheet she’d thrown in for mopping up bodily fluids. Quinn, sitting in the back seat, read my mind and handed it to me. “Thank you.” “No problem.” He leaned forward, pulling a corner of the sheet up to wipe off a small stream of blood on my neck. “You okay? ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#distracted-driving #glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #laura-anderson-kurk

What r u doing now? I'm beating my dad at poker. Picturing him with his family, I smiled. Getting ready for bed. Wish I was there. My eyes widened. What the what? Wait r u naked? No!!! I sent back. Perv. Damn, At least I have my imagination. That's all you will ever have. We'll c. No you won't. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#cam #hott #j-lynn #jennifer-l-armentrout #lol

The poem is a form of texting... it's the original text. It's a perfecting of a feeling in language - it's a way of saying more with less, just as texting is. ↗

— Carol Ann Duffy

#form #just #language #less #more