Idk if anyone remembers me posting about the one customer that looks like Bishop from Mayans MC, but he came over to my workplace again today and i was left speechless again.
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Idk if anyone remembers me posting about the one customer that looks like Bishop from Mayans MC, but he came over to my workplace again today and i was left speechless again.
Ppl always mention how much I talk, but they don’t even know how much shit I actually DONT say.
Apparently I have routines. Like rewatching Mayans MC the same time every year. Coincidentally it’s the same time of the year I get the urge to learn Spanish.
Just in case you’re wondering how my day at work is going, I took a sip of my coffee and a customer walked in.
My brain short circuited, and instead of actually swallowing the coffee, I wished him ”good morning”.
With coffee dripping out of my mouth.
Because I love lowering my IQ I started to watch Real housewives of Orange County. I'm about an episode and a half in and I just...
I could never live a life like that. Caring too much about people's opinions, keeping up appearances... Like who truly gives a fuck about what car you drive if you're happy?
Also I find it ironic that I thought of that and then realized I have anxiety about going to work on a bus tomorrow because my car is still getting fixed 😂
How's life going? Well, my car is still at the shop (almost three weeks now), my husband got fired from his job (due to budgetary reasons, not his fault) and I had a week break in my own contract bc we didn't sign a new job contract early.
What a time to be alive 💪
“you know why i like teaming up with you, hap? ‘cause when we do, i’m the normal one” ― tig
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨
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My dad was absent for 35 yrs of my life (we reunited 16yrs ago after my mom died but I was hurting too much to not be a bitch at him), and we’ve been messaging since Father’s Day last year, and I just spoke on the phone w him for almost 2 hrs. My inner child is healing.
He has no right to be this perfect
I've missed you guys and I hope everything in your life is going smoothly.
I was going to make myself a cup of caffeine free coffee but i accidentally put real coffee to my mug so i guess we'll see if I'll have a heart attack or not.
James: [to a camera] Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! [turns around, Potter house is burning in the background] Step one: deny everything.
Ah yes. Read the "for you" part of Tumblr and I'm happy to announce that I am still a whore for fictional men.
this is it, this is all of it. By arguing about things like healthcare (including abortion, narcan, insulin, transition care), queer rights, environmental racism, infrastructure, war--all of these things. What you're arguing about it what lives are worth saving.
The answer is: All of them.
i know it’s been done already but i’m still stuck here—thinking about price who is much older than you are and so busy with many things that as much as cumming in you was sexy and a big turn-on, he really didn’t want to have children. not since and not now, with the years having burned him more than he can count.
family is this—whatever the two of you have; whatever he and the squad are.
but then he sees you carrying a child, maybe your cousin’s or a mutual friend’s, and john is just. overtaken with this bubbling need, it blinds him.
his spit fills his mouth, clogging the base of his throat, and he has to grip at his armrest with white-knuckles to ground himself but it is so, so futile. all he can think now is you, round and glowing as you carry his child. you, beautiful even in your mood-swings and exhaustion. you, the gift that you are, smiling at john because you’ve made a proud dad out of his ragged edges.
he starts trying then; takes more day-offs, shifts responsibilities to simon if he could, and formally lets kate know that he’ll be taking a step back to prepare for something personal. “family issues, y’know?” he tells her and six months later, kate can’t really say that she’s surprised when they hear the news of your pregnancy.
she knows john. she knows how his greed runs deep, his selfishness serrating. so all she could do now is pray that you have a happy life there, in john’s gilded cage.
Aaaaaand now I want this imaginary man's babies. Great.
The amount of time I've gone without reading fanfiction is actually embarrassing.
What's up everybody? I've been coughing my lungs (and possibly brains) out for the last week-ish and I'm bored. I don't know where I caught this new form of plague/the ebola from but I'm fricken pissed.
And my car has been in the shop for almost two weeks and I miss it. Also I have pms.