These 26 boozy milkshakes just want to show you a good time!
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Omg something awesome just happened and my whole brain is crying and I literally have a headache and have been running around my room. Which is small. This is silly. I am excited. SO MUCH POTENTIAL. And I can’t talk about it because of a privacy issue but omg I am about to fucking explode. ASDLGKDJSAGKLJSDKLGJAKLJ
Woah that booty post got a lot of reblogs. Thanks, kids!
Made this tonight.
I don’t even know.
you don’t have to know. it’s art.
I just tried to follow my heart on this very important topic.
THIS IS THE HAPPIEST GOAT I HAVE EVER SEEN OMFG JUST LOOK AT ITS FACE
(Source: onceuponatime-tvshowaddiction, via littlesammy)
So I’m starting back up at the restaurant next week, just hostessing. We’ll see how that goes. My man friend was there talking to the GM when I came in. I don’t think it was awkward? I am just super nervous about anything of the sort so my chest was probably super red. Ugh, terrible.
It kind of feels like he’s avoiding me, at least in text form. I guess it dawned on him when he sobered up just how fucking sick he’d get of me hahaha. Whatevs, it’s about time I got the fuck over that.
Also, managed to bench press 55lb, squat 75lb, and dead lift 95lb? I think that’s what it was. I’m gonna start writing this shit down whenever my friend and lift together.
What else? Probably not moving out at the disappointment of literally everyone I texted yesterday asking for their advice. I just don’t think it’s smart, financially. I want to, God do I ever, but after doing the math and the hours and everything that I would have to do to live somewhere where I might feel more liberated from my parents (who have been super fucking chill for the last year) but push myself so hard into debt based on one year, just one more year, I don’t know. I’ll sleep on it. Think about it some more.
Still nervous. Lotsa shit felt like it went down today.
I went to the STI Clinic and grabbed a handful of punny condoms waiting for the doctor who in a moment of understanding told me that if I wanted to wait three minutes, I could at least know if I’m pregnant or not. That was about the highlight of my day.
She had trouble finding my vein in my right arm even though I’m super pale. That never happens to me, I’ve always had happy little veins and so I’m all in a tizzy because I’m worried that’s a sign.
Might move out. Most people are encouraging me to do it. My access to a new car at my disposal is encouraging me to stay at home. I don’t know. I’m terrible.
Going to go talk to the GM tomorrow morning. Because my man friend didn’t reply to me I’m so nervous about whether this is a good idea and all sorts of worries as springing up. So many that I won’t bother to mention them. So, this i my strategy, I’m going to ask for an exorbitant hourly wage. Either way it works out for me if I get the job or I don’t. Fuck it’s going to be awkward walking in tomorrow morning and seeing all these people who probably think I’m a stalker. I really need him to be like, “I suggested it” ON A FUCKING PLATFORM WITH A BULLHORN so everyone knows it’s about the job, not about him. Obviously. Omg, the gossip will be hilarious though. I mean, if I go back.
Fuck everything. I’m going to bed. Please let me sleep tonight. Please…
