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walking around the house at night w my cell phone flashlight on instead of turning on the lights feeling like a bronte character with a candle

*hits rock bottom once a week* 

im a simple girl.. i see book, i buy book, i let book sit on my shelf for months unread

we opened at 11 this morning. i watched an old man literally pry the fucking sliding doors open at 10:43 and stand there just staring into the empty store and my coworker & i were like sir. for the love of fuck

i go absolutely ape shit buck wild when people ask me if i want to run errands with them like Let’s Fucking Go. and my mind absolutely maxes out of dopamine when they ask if i wanna stop for coffee. and if someone took me to the park id go bonkers in funcking yonkers

i got so high last night that i started ghostwriting for a golden retriever apparently

nothing is awkward or cheesy if you dont give a fuck. im on this earth to have a good time not to be seen as cool

“You look familiar” lol shut up I’m always at home

lmao me af

it pisses me off when i get customers at my job who tell me “at least it’s FRIDAY” like..no?? it is at best my Wednesday like are you from a magical world where everybody gets a weekend? fuck you

I’m laughing bc in food and retail fridays are the beginning of the three hell days