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Essentials 💪🏼 #gymtime #favoritetime #gym #iifymgirls
Tried Firehouse Subs for the first time today! Surprisingly yummy. 👌🏼👌🏼
Sunday Funday fancy pants. #lunchdatewithmyman 😘💙
Schmelfie.
"I always wanna be in control of my fucking life. The situation may not be fantastic, it might be stupid at the time, but it can take you somewhere. Don't worry about money, do something cool and give a fuck about people." Rob Bailey 🙏🏼👊🏼🙌🏼 Workout done ✅ Time for class.
Pretty yummy stuff. I've had other flavors that I wasn't happy with but chocolate brownie? 👌🏼😉
AKA Summer 😍😛🌞
Does anyone else get weird and crave salad? 🙋🏼 lol I think it's a summertime thing. #nofucksgiven #saladtime #doyoueven #saladfingers
Being outdoors is something I can't get enough of! I can't wait to live somewhere that's this warm all year long so we can spend more time outside. 🌿 #outdoors #love #nature #walking #park #statepark #deer
It doesn't get any better than this. #thelakeismyhome ⛺️ #lakelife
Seriously why are you so cute 😭
Not gonna lie - probably wayyy more excited about this than I should've been 😂 #dentalhumor #dentalassistant #dental #teeth #impression #student #dentalassisting #tooth #smile #dentalstudent
Skinny 👀
What I feel like I look like when I'm on the treadmill 😂😂💃🏼 but really tho, I'm putting this baby in the chihuahua races.
Freaking exhausted from this week. This week I learned that, to my surprise, my job actually can get worse, and running on empty makes you a little delusional, and grumpy, lol. I still managed to make it to the gym every night and keep to my diet. #dead but well worth it. G'night 😴😲😴
#letsgetcaffinated please help me through working this Saturday morning
the thing about blogging
is that i actually don’t have time to blog. but i want to. i want to blog daily. i want to get all these thoughts out of my mind and put them out there to share with someone, anyone, or even just myself to reflect on. but i don’t have time. i suppose, i could just voice record, voice post, whatever, make a “vlog” or something. but that’s not fair. the difference with blogging is that i don’t have to pretend to be anything when i blog. i don’t have to put any effort to it. besides taking the time that i don’t have to do it, and the horrendous typing it takes after a long day of punching fucking numbers in a cubicle at corporate america. but really, i want to blog.
i would much rather blog than talk to you because then i don’t have to worry about body language, facial expressions, your opinion, or anything that i am saying, really. because it’s my blog. i can do whatever i want. you can’t do that when you dialog. what a way to put it.
the thing about blogging is that although i desire to post my mildest thoughts of my mundane life, there is no audience i’m attracting. i highly doubt anyone would ever read this. this post is too long, there are no photographs, reading is boring, blah. blah. blah. but really, the thing about blogging is that i want someone to read it. i want someone to read all my stupid quotes and rambles and think wow, hey, we’re alike / you inspire me / you’re pathetic / we could be friends irl bruh / you’re brilliant / you’re awful / blah. blah. blah. anything. just someone who can relate or let me know that these thoughts are not just of my little mind, but of someone else’s too. that’s the other thing about blogging. you don’t hear me talking, i’m not saying “like” between every sentence, laughing when i sound a little awkward about something, or using any other weird social distractions we all do. instead, you hear it as i do, in my head, my thoughts, the way you think to yourself when you’re reflecting on something. the way you read a book. the way you read poetry.