Favstar wird sogar noch besser, wenn du dich anmeldest.
Darum ist Anmelden eine gute Idee.
If you are broken, I don't want to fix you. I want to see if my pieces fit yours.
When I've tweeted something naughty, instead of deleting it I do several RT's kinda like a cat desperately covering shit in the litter box.
When you don't tweet for awhile, I just figure the cops finally caught you.
If you ever want to test your terrorist negotiation skills, let your child hold the gardening hose.
They just called me to ask if I have a corkscrew at my desk, & I do, but I'm a little concerned it is a trick question.
My kid - "I'm thirsty"
My husband - "She's thirsty"
I don't have a partner. I have a parrot.
I'd rather narrate a dog's thoughts for eternity than watch the Kardashians.
Buying cat food at a gas station on a Friday night. It wasn't supposed to be like this.
When I'm someone's only star or they are mine, I feel like we just did a trust fall, & we've got each other's back.
Feeling shy tonite. Make the action figures turn around. NO, not Chewbacca.
He can watch.
When a chick only tweets about sex, I imagine her doing the most unsexy things like folding socks and crying while her cat watches.
I have loose morals, poor judgment, & own a camera.
Why would anyone unfollow me?!
I was photographed with a prince, but not the artist formerly known as, & a llama spit on me...but not on the same day. That would be weird. 18+