I think it’s time for me to start tweeting in a *safe* place again. On the real, for the past year, I’ve turned 30, I got a part time job that I hate to love with a terrible and wonderful 60 year old woman, I’ve gained and lost 15lbs.
The fact that they can come into my life at such a prominent time is bullshit. The fact that I can’t control it is bullshit. The fact that it’s making me digress and progress is bullshit. The fact that I can’t focus on my happy is bullshit.
What is going on in this here app world today. I have returned to look upon you achievements, jokes, and disappointments. If you are my friend, I miss you so please reply with pictures or fun factoid.
I was officially called a Karen today for the first time. All because I told a 20 year old not to brag about going and getting blasted on tequila, which ends in fights.
Like it was a business like setting and I said “stop that girl I don’t want to hear, i could go to prison!” OBVIOUSLY A JOKE! and she stone faced said “you should” like bitch my momma taught me how to fight because she went to prison, I’m not the one