Moving back home. Wish me luck in getting this job I’m interviewing for tomorrow and a cheap one bedroom in a place my car won’t get stolen.
May the joys of being left for a job not be lost on the fact that this makes the second fucking time it’s happened.
Remind me to never think the second shoe won’t drop.
Everyone i know is happy, getting engaged, having babies.
I’m looking for way more work. I need to find a new place to live.
Anyone in the southern AZ area wanna host a girl and her dog?
Thinking about where I could be if I didn’t make some of the choices I did 5 years ago. Looking at those friends faces, bad teeth and multiple children…. I’m pretty happy with my choices.
With someone who really, truly loves me and wants to spend time with me. Doesn’t make me feel ashamed of any part of me. I got lucky.
It’s a little after 8pm here. I’m uncomfortable with how tired i am. Half the staff didn’t show up at the pool today and the one person besides me who was there is the one who never rotates on time. Dunno how he’s bad at 20’s but he’s terrible. He’s actually bad at everything. One boy lost weekends because he no called, no showed.
I’m over lifeguards who’ve never had another customer service job since this job definitely has nothing to do people or how you interact with them at all….
Lazy bones catching the good life.
I’m feeling terrible body wise today but at least she finds me comfy.
This is my view every morning at work. I love my job.None of these are edited or have filters. All are maybe from 3 days.
While my life slowly falls apart in the Internet world and together in real life; here is a picture of my best friend and I.
My computer died sort of. The screens black anyways. That kinda means that I’m not gonna be totally active because I’m lazy and I don’t like building a queue on the app.
So that’s that. If one of you wants to come over and fix it or bring me a new laptop I will not stop you…. So that invitation is totally open.
Could be the second time now that the guy I’m seeing moves to a border town and leaves me behind. We’ll see. This time I was invited, but this time I’m not willing to go somewhere I don’t want to be for a boy.
I don’t think my mom is aware of the fact that she’s not nice to me anymore and insults me whenever she can. I felt fine about myself and then she said I’ve gotten fat and now I don’t feel very good about myself. And I’m nit picking every inch of myself and feel terrible.
I fixed my eating disorder, quit hurting myself, quit abusing drugs, stabilized my bipolar without big pharma, put myself through school, change my entire outlook on myself, and yet my mom calling me fat destroys more progress than it should.
Rock climbing tomorrow :)
And my friend is gonna download her Brazilian butt lift videos onto my computer. Then if my other friend’s friend opens a dance studio then I’m taking beginner lessons for dance.
And I’m gonna try and get myself back into yoga.
Gotta stay physical in this party free lifestyle I’ve fallen into.p
Sometimes I want to go back in time and visit my 14 year old self and affirm that being a lesbian would be a marvelous choice and you should make it instead of question it.
Because currently all boys want is for you to clean up after them and make babies and fuck doing both of those things.
Base By: Jahrenesis