I have been nice to people for a really long time (my whole life), unless you mess with me, then I’ll mess back; but now (I mean in the context of I’ve really woken...
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So once in a while I feel very important on Twitter. I should be; I am there since the last 10 years. I am a total Twitter-veteran with the lowest Tweet volume ever. Anyway...
Dear WhoEver made this earth,
Amazing accurate but snotty review of this smelly, suffocating, crime-fashion Black-Hooligan-Snot-Camouflage-outfit thing
This morning I woke up with a rash in the corner of my right eyelid and with a 300.000 counter on my Instagram account
This is how it looks like when your husband just saved your entire family from a flying projectile that flew towards your kitchen window
Whether you like it or not; sometimes unwanted interests are going to impose to you anyway until you accept them.
They ignored me and I wasn’t even looking arrogant!
Towards the end of each year it is always fun to ask the Tarot what had been your life lesson of that particular year. If there is at all any or at least somewhere covered under a lot of failures.
The whole week turned out to become a week of all horrific dead bear sounds, sucking iPhone battery ghosts, creepy feelings and flying illuminated bulgy eyes all over the place.
Daughter sent me a DM with this pic of a long ear rabbit. Thing. Looks like a tremendously depressed pet who flew too much and now his ears need some time out or even...
Rough copy of casual situation when I went into the Christmas shop while husband is getting the car to go home.
Open letter to the Christmas tree terrorist
One of the most pleasant things when you’re going on a trip, should be: arriving in an accomodation where your groceries shopping is already done for you. Especially if you have chronic fatigue syndrome.
I didn’t want have to do anything with this and made sure I stayed yards behind him yelling loud and pointing at him “he is stealing a bicycle!!!!
When your daughter on her birthday is texting: “WHERE IS MY KITTEN”
Coffee expert without coffee blog explains when not to blog and when you have to have a blog.
I am the type of person who has got this ‘fragile-sinus-construction-glued-to-her-face’ kind of girl (or meanwhile maybe it is middle aged woman) and gets sick whenever the cold air is in town or whenever...