Fuck this, fuck that, fuck you, I’m out.

Pretty much sums up my feelings about work right now.

>:|

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jah-division:

my name is luna enriquez

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May 26. 76129 Notes.

leftwing-secularist:

These kind of people are breeding and voting. This scares me

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bacon-beer-and-boobs:

barackfuckingobama:

zeldea:

why cant americans just use celsius it’s so much easier to spell than feiehreirheineiheit

do you mean degrees of FREEDOM

*ugly laughter*

ahahahaha. I fucking cant.

May 26. 43900 Notes.

2 things… ( bit of a rant, but not really. Feel free to skip over this)

1- Rangers game in 30 days with my maaaan:)

2- how do I know it’s 30 days away? because it’s the same day i get to see my boyfriend again. Why do I have to wait 30 days you may ask? because we both work such fucking demanding jobs that our day off doesn’t line up with each other for 30 days. MEANING:

No sex for 30 days ( vibrator city baby!)
No hugging him
No constant texting one another all day

NO NOTHING. FUCK BEING A GROWN UP.

3- Robert asked me to move in with him the other day. Blind sided the fuck out of me. I said no, and for him to ask me again in 6 months. Lol. I think the only reason he asked was because he was really down about us not seeing each other for a whole month. He’s super attached to me, but, I don’t know how well I could do with living with a boyfriend. A boy in general. I’m so fucking particular about stuff and where it goes and just having personal space. Throw a boyfriend into that mix and it’s all thrown out of whack. You have to sleep in the same bed, share a bathroom, share everything…. idk how well i’d deal with that since i’m an only child and I’ve never had to share space with anyone.. other than bat-shit crazy roommates in college… We’ll see how this plays out in 6 months… :3

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