All I want to do is make enough money to a buy a song on iTunes every once in awhile
Going out. Just the phrase going out make me want to put on footie pajamas, my biggest pair of underwear and watch a thousand episodes of Downtown Abbey. I was first introduced to the idea of going out at the tender age of 16 while spending my school year abroad in Zaragoza, Spain, and I couldn’t get enough, so much so that for the next six years it was my livelihood. However, this all came to a screeching halt the second Father McShane handed me my diploma and I moved back home. Fast forward and things still haven’t changed. A miniskirt hasn’t hit my flesh in one fiscal year, and I couldn’t be happier.
Gone are the days of wobbling around in 4-inch heels, piling on five layers of mascara and taming my hair. My Friday and Saturday nights are now consumed with eating unhealthy amounts of ice cream, browsing tumblr and thinking about how nice it is, that I’m not going out.
Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn’t love you anymore
Feeling overwhelmed is strange thing. It’s not something that is a typical feeling you can’t really quantify or describe it. When you’re overwhelmed you don’t feel like doing anything. You don’t want to eat, you can’t sleep, you don’t want to hang out with friends, talk on the phone, respond to text messages or go out. You just want to sit, watch TV or spend endless hours on YouTube trying to forget what’s going on. Driving to work in rush hour is a sweet release, listening to the same song on repeat while sitting in traffic is like taking a mini vacation, and yes alcohol always helps.
Dear 2 Chainz,
You can’t rhyme Wang and pink rang because that’s not a word.
– The concerned citizens of 20905
Sneaking onto the golf course in my neighborhood to do fireworks with my parents, this is what summer is about
Looks like things are about to get a lot more salacious my munchkins because I’m moving back to New York [ ie. not the Bronx].
Despite a lack of job, apartment and dental insurance.
Wish me luck