I am thankful that this is the first year in like…6 or 7 years that I have not had to work retail on Thanksgiving and Black Friday.
I am also sorry to all of those who do, cause I aggressively feel your pain right now.
I am so tired of being so sick and so nauseous all of the time, and I was literally so angry about it this morning that I made like 5 different kinds of homemade bread even though I can’t eat it it.
Sometimes…you just gotta knead out the frustration, man.
Every time I try to answer this it doesn’t go through, so either you’re going to get this a million times, or it’s going to post a million times…or maybe tumblr is just trolling me right now; however, hello pretty lady!
Why do I even let you treat me the way that you do
It’s embarrassing that everyone can see it, and I’m still too jaded and dejected to do anything about it.
I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.
— Charles Bukowski, Screams From the Balcony (via theflowersinmyheart)