At Starbucks, drinking a holiday themed coffee beverage, about to go Black Friday shopping before midnight on Thanksgiving. My face when I realize I’m
Samantha and I would like to wish you all a very happy Thanksgiving❤
I love my parents but it feels so weird sleeping over at their place. Even if its just because of a holiday it’s just weird to me. Plus everything about my old room is so kiddish.
Taking my laundry out of the drier when it isn’t even dry yet to put your piece of shit boyfriend’s clothes in is not okay. He doesn’t even live here and neither do you most of the time. Rude bitches need to seriously check themselves.
I’m like legit concerned about my one roommate, she didn’t come home tonight, I actually haven’t seen her at all today and she’s not responding to my texts :(. I don’t know what else to do.
Yeah we like Baileys, how did you know?
block my family, dumb whore
h, you got me, that totally hurt.
Its that time of the year again, when I put off everything else and transform into a cleaning tornado.
I really want a recording of my my Indian manager reading “go the fuck to sleep”.