I tried to type out “penis” and this stupid phone autocorrected it to “pensando”
When you make it to your driveway,
Will you call to let me know that you’re ok?
And when you make it to your bedroom,
Do you collapse on your bed right away?
Or do you lay and think about how fucking lonely you’ve become?
Anonymous said: What happened? in regards to the "Fuck employment" post
I worked in retail for 2 years and it was shitty and now I’m a hostess and it’s also kind of shitty
It’s nice having money and something to do
But I really hate being told what to do. And serving other humans is fucking weird, and a lot of people don’t have common sense
"I’m not getting paid enough to handle this" runs though my mind at least once every 45 minutes
I burnt my lip on a piece of metal over the weekend and it made my lip blister
and then turned into a huuuuge white sore(hot) and it truly looks like I have oral herpes and now I have work and I’m gonna be talking to all these people and idk man it’s gonna be gross