Two days until Miami!
I still have two weeks worth of laundry to do, team night tonight, redo my nails, pack, get travel sized stuff, ect.

Twoooooo daaaayyyyssss

And tomorrow, it’ll be three weeks to Vegas!!

"Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you."
- (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: for26verr, via fully---torqued)

sapphicdalliances:

the world is incredible. there are girls in this world, and there are also dogs. you can put melted cheese on any type of potato.  sometimes flowers grow even when nobody is there to water them. right now on this same planet where we live there are people who are in love with each other kissing each other on the nose. emotions and colours are both things that exist. everything is so great

(via badass-legolas)

A guy was trying to get to be in a threesome with him and his friend last night.

I turned it down because I don’t know either of them.

I wasn’t sure what to make of it, but john gave me his perspective and it appeared to be right.

I still really dislike that kid.

John, not the guy. Although I am a little bit less interested in him now because of that.

The last few days have been halfway crazy - there was Friday night, and then I did go on a date Saturday but I’m not sure I’m attracted to the dude.

I did take Brit to Olive Garden last night so I could creep on a guy (it was less creepy because he had told me to come). So I bought Brit Dinner and got to officially meet the guy I bought a beer for Friday night. He gave us free wine and dessert, so that was pretty awesome.

Now I’ve got four working days until Miami. I just have to push myself through this don’t-wanna-work-feeling because I just wanna get to Miami.

lvrnemalvo:

monobeartheater:

arcticmowsy:

aerostarmonk:

The man entered his home and was absolutely delighted when he discovered someone had stolen every lamp in the house.

oh my god

i just do not understand this post what even

OH MY FUCKING GOD

(via badass-legolas)

"Give up defining yourself - to yourself or to others. You won’t die. You will come to life. And don’t be concerned with how others define you. When they define you, they are limiting themselves, so it’s their problem. Whenever you interact with people, don’t be there primarily as a function or a role, but as the field of conscious presence. You can only lose something that you have, but you cannot lose something that you are."
- Eckhart Tolle (via a-s-h-e)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via leapandlearn)

What a night.

First, Gerry told one of my coworkers friends to hit on me, so now I have a date tomorrow night to the movies.

Then I bought this guy a drink, he was sitting alone so I asked our sever To get him one. As I said tht he got up and left. 10 minutes later she comes by to let me know he’s at the bar, do I still wanna give him a beer? I say yes, she returned a few minutes later. I go to give her money, she replies it taken care of and that he said (and she literally said, “and I quote”) “she’s too beautiful to be alone”. Sooooooo I got his number . I’m gonna text him tomorrow.

So then my date for tomorrow is giving me a ride home. He drops me off and john wants to talk and I pretty much just cry to him for a fucking hour, about how there’s no closer or anything and I’m just pissed and crying and he’s trying to get the sex and I don’t let him but he holds me tight as I cry, telling me to let it out.

I’m finally in my own bed, only feeling slightly better. There will probably be some more crying, but I have options and I’m wanted by many people, not even counting those who just wanna sex me up. I’m talking the work crew, Gerry, Amanda, the other Amanda, my family, ect.

The thing I hate most is how john annoys the fuck outta me and I let him and then he becomes this sweet guy who just holds me while I cry telling me what I wanna hear

At least I’m not working tomorrow.