177 pts · January 7, 2017
SAME!
If it’s really hard, see a doc and get some Naltrexone. One tiny pill a day. I was determined to quit, but those little guys helped.
Kill it! I never thought I’d stop but I’m 55 days sober!
Your stuff is amazing!!!
Relearning rn. Fortunately, a never-breeder.
100% saw a flash outside my kitchen window in the dark tonight. Trying to convince myself it wasn’t a nakey pic. I was totes topless.
I hate pants so when I got my babies, I started wearing tights. My legs looked like a horror movie for the first year of their life.
Wow. ME.
Going through the pain of a breakup as well. My feelings are with you.
Recorded that game for after work and I high-fived my bf at the time so hard at that win that my bartender hand had a hard time the next day
New Mexico forever. Listening to it now.
Bruh, I am a 38 YO physics nerd chick. I put myself on Tinder and I’m now in love. It’s never too late on both fronts. You got this.
GO AWAY. I left a mentally abusive POS and I now don’t own even a frying pan as a result. The freedom is so damned sweet. ?❤️?
You should have a girlfriend. Pure gold.
Yeh, if there were jobs to be had, I’d be donning gloves and dealing with pee, that privileged fuck. Can’t wait to bartend again.
Way to pick me up on a sad day!
Bartender who decided I don’t want to do Astrophysics for life. Currently flirting with the idea of Geology.
Holy shit. Do you sell these???
Bathroom. BATHROOM.
I miss chucking fries at the Seagulls.
Dogs are more woke than god.
It was hell, man. Only reason I lasted a small time was Rick and Morty talk with the cooks.
I hang on to humility. It keeps me a kind human.
Lost job, became DISHWASHER, lost that job after approved for two week Christmas vacation, CAN DO PHYSICS.
At least that guy is doing something...
New city. Became bartender, made friends, lost job, became a ghost. So glad I like me and don't care about a small-town jerkoff scene.
My boyfriend, a geologist, brings me rocks and minerals, not flowers. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Not this one...
Insecurity sucks so bad in a gym. I have it. Just do your thing, fake your confidence, and throw them the middle finger.
I miss my home, man! Soak it up and eat somewhere not in Old Town for me!
SAME!
If it’s really hard, see a doc and get some Naltrexone. One tiny pill a day. I was determined to quit, but those little guys helped.
Kill it! I never thought I’d stop but I’m 55 days sober!
Your stuff is amazing!!!
Relearning rn. Fortunately, a never-breeder.
100% saw a flash outside my kitchen window in the dark tonight. Trying to convince myself it wasn’t a nakey pic. I was totes topless.
I hate pants so when I got my babies, I started wearing tights. My legs looked like a horror movie for the first year of their life.
Wow. ME.
Going through the pain of a breakup as well. My feelings are with you.
Recorded that game for after work and I high-fived my bf at the time so hard at that win that my bartender hand had a hard time the next day
New Mexico forever. Listening to it now.
Bruh, I am a 38 YO physics nerd chick. I put myself on Tinder and I’m now in love. It’s never too late on both fronts. You got this.
GO AWAY. I left a mentally abusive POS and I now don’t own even a frying pan as a result. The freedom is so damned sweet. ?❤️?
You should have a girlfriend. Pure gold.
Yeh, if there were jobs to be had, I’d be donning gloves and dealing with pee, that privileged fuck. Can’t wait to bartend again.
Way to pick me up on a sad day!
Bartender who decided I don’t want to do Astrophysics for life. Currently flirting with the idea of Geology.
Holy shit. Do you sell these???
Bathroom. BATHROOM.
I miss chucking fries at the Seagulls.
Dogs are more woke than god.
It was hell, man. Only reason I lasted a small time was Rick and Morty talk with the cooks.
I hang on to humility. It keeps me a kind human.
Lost job, became DISHWASHER, lost that job after approved for two week Christmas vacation, CAN DO PHYSICS.
At least that guy is doing something...
New city. Became bartender, made friends, lost job, became a ghost. So glad I like me and don't care about a small-town jerkoff scene.
My boyfriend, a geologist, brings me rocks and minerals, not flowers. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Not this one...
Insecurity sucks so bad in a gym. I have it. Just do your thing, fake your confidence, and throw them the middle finger.
I miss my home, man! Soak it up and eat somewhere not in Old Town for me!