I was offered a new job today.
It’s somewhat in my field but it’s a slight pay cut.
It might be worth it for the piece of mind though.
I hate making grown up decisions....
It’s my birthday weekend.
I have an outfit ironed and ready.
Hair done.
But all I want to do is crawl in the bed and go to sleep.
I’ll try again tomorrow.
I can’t wait until I find my Sugar Daddy.
I’ll finally be able to live my life as a rich white woman the way I was meant to.
I can wake up at 8am, slide into my silk robe and fuzzy high heel slippers, and drink expensive coffee and cappuccino while looking at the scenery from my lanai...
Out of all my grown up responsibilities, moving and paying bills are my least favorite.
My attitude has been nasty ALLLLL week and will remain nasty until this process is over.
This Butch Lesbian has been shooting her shot HARD at work lately.
She always comments on my laugh, my lips, my perfume, how I should let her take me out and how “amazing” I am.
Is it a weird that I’m slightly flattered? Lol
I was told not to get another tattoo while I was in Vegas...
I came back with three more.
Now I have to keep up the ruse that all 3 of these additional tattoos were there before I left and that he’s an asshole for not noticing until now.
It’s not working btw....lmao
Ay! I’m not quite that bad.
I ate the chicken in the car on the way home and through the evidence in the garbage bin outside before I went in the house.
Some real ratchet shit is about to go down during my trip to Vegas.
I don’t know many of the other people going with us so I can feel the judgement coming.
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