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summer’s officially over. 4 hours on a boiling bus with no snacks, no AC, and a man who screamed every time we hit a bump. i nearly ascended.
i haven’t slept. i spent 4 hours on a boiling bus. it’s 1pm and i’m going straight into a night shift. if i survive this, i’m unstoppable.
i’m eating chips and talking to the hot men in my head. u?
i just want a hot non-fictional man to love me.
where are the hot pierced and tattooed men and why are they only in my head
not only do i talk to men in my head but i’ve also been locked out of tinder for 2 weeks. the universe is clearly against me.
I already used this image but I had more to say
All I want is to be asked on a date. But here I am, writing this with one hand while the other is elbow-deep in a bag of chips. Romance is clearly dead.
do i cry bc i’ve never had a boyfriend or been asked out? yes. do i do anything about it? absolutely not.
People say ask and you shall receive, but I haven’t received my tall, pierced, tattooed, hot man with a six pack yet.
why do i get emotionally attached to any man who’s nice to me for 0.2 seconds
Talked to 10+ men since this post and still the same
“Say you love me” was the last thing I said to my man (the hot man in my head)
like i promise im not the same girl
In my mind, in my head — this is where all the hot men come from. (Unfortunately.)
If my dog doesn’t like u, I don’t want u.
And by u I mean the ones in her head.
I'm always serving <3
I can’t be the only adult still acting like I’m Britney Spears dancing in my bedroom.