February 2012
I
absolutely love my job. Everyone i met has a story to tell. They have something spectacular to say. They have something random to say. They have something to say. i take care of them EVERYDAY and when i found out that they passed I’m supposed to act like it’s okay?!?!? No, sorry i love, take care of this person every damn day. Their my responsibility. They’ve somehow ed made a...
my voice is girly when I talk to strangers but when I’m with friends I turn into morgan freeman
WAIT STOP THE DRAMA
I HAVENT POPPED MY POPCORN YET