Your nickle aint worth my dime

I can feel myself getting happier by working. School was doing nothing but dragging me down.
I feel like I’m achieving something and its a good feeling.

So today at work the boss called me into his office.
(Ive been on trial for about 5 days now)
And he said that he has been trailing 5 different people and that I am the best and the most confident and that he wants to give the job to me permanently. Confidence boost and a half.
WOO!
 

do you ever just wonder if there’s someone who secretly thinks about you and wants to talk to you but doesn’t know how

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inner-look:

It’s scary how when you see someone you haven’t in a while, all the ache from missing them floods your lungs and you find yourself trying to remember how to breathe. You lose your words and just stare at them and the way they form theirs in awe. Once they leave, you find yourself replaying the way their eyes moved around the room while they spoke and when they lit up when they were excited about something. Once they leave, you miss them even more and you have no idea why. 

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wow i either have 0 feelings or all feelings at once

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I am honestly so much more content sitting in my room alone at night smiling and crying to myself as I watch my favorite tv shows, than being out in the uncomfortable situation that involves me pretending to be having the good time of my life with boring people, who don’t know a thing about me, who don’t care about me, who do pointless things. 

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vans-and-lesbians:

One of the best things about making love to a woman is figuring out her body. Learning her curves, how she breathes, her spots that make her back arch and the grip she has on your hair gets tighter. When she digs her nails into your back and you feel like your whole body is caving in once you get to the peak and both of your bodies are fighting to stay there. And finally you both float down to reality and collapse into each other, realizing you’ve figured out your bodies.

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blackwallflower:

dustclouds:

i often confuse my gaydar with my overpowering pleasebegaydar

this!

2073:

money can’t buy happiness but it can buy a false sense of security and fruity alcoholic beverages to numb the pain and honestly what’s the difference

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