In the making of my book, I was interested in categorizing anagrams. Sometimes that categorization was by subject, like the film-themed anagrams I shared a while back. But with the Anagramatron’s work, I took a more emotion-based approach. I sorted the anagrams to tell a sort of abstract story, starting with immature irreverence, moving into the bloom of first love, then suspicion, breakup, depressed anger, and finally a more mature happiness.
Here’s a cross-section of the “breakup” section, showing some of the angst people vented freely in Twitter’s early middle years:
Had the worst dream. I can’t lose you.
There’s so much I want to do already.
I should not be awake right now.
I wonder who he’s talking about.
All they do is whisper.
I really wish he’d stop.
I wonder if she the same girl.
This feeling has me worried.
(Why am I so dependent?)
Spend one day with me.
I’m gonna get hurt soon.
I am not strong enough.
No, don’t do this to me, I’m not ready.
Not in the mood or mindset today.
Heated conversation:
“No, I don’t have a secret!”
Cheating is a trend now.
And we can’t ignore this.
I don’t take hints very well.
Never knew this till today.
When your so-called “mate” ignores you…
I guess you don’t care anymore. Oh, well.
What a lovely “boyfriend.”
I really have nobody. WTF.
I loved him last year.
I’ve lost him already.
Trust… something we don’t have.
So don’t even start with me. Ugh.
My heart is torn in two.
It’s not worth it anymore.
You don’t treat me right.
I’m not ready to get hurt.
Breakup and silence.
Can I be drunk, please?
Three years and one month.
And he’s not there anymore.
How? After all this time?
Tell me, how is that fair?
Dude, you turned into a monster.
I don’t need you around, trust me.
Tomorrow: the Ubercross Y!