I’m sick of pretending. I pretend to be a rat for my father, I pretend to be a human for Linguini. I pretend you exist so I have someone to talk to! You only tell me stuff I already know! I know who I am! Why do I need you to tell me? Why do I need to pretend?
So my mom and I have been working the same waitress job for 5-6 years now. She had been waitressing years before, but this is recently. Anyway, about… 15 minutes ago this guy she waited on left and told her to take care. Just that. Prior to this she had talked to him about Italy. Her people are from Florence, this and that, and she said she’s never been. She’s got 8 years of art education and she’s working a waitress job. It’s pretty… Sad and disappointing, I guess. Her and my father divorced 6 years ago and she hasn’t had a real job ever. Just been stuck in a small town she’s not from.
This man who we have never seen before tipped her 1000 dollars for a trip to Italy. Walked out, not another word.
Why does’t this have more notes
I hate seeing people from my high school they should have all evaporated after I graduated
i often confuse my gaydar with my overpowering pleasebegaydar
Not gonna lie I spend 86% of my time imagining different scenarios in my head
I found a new high tech program that allows you to try on make up colors before you purchase them.
Okay, so I’m going to put all my pictures in this post so I don’t spam everyone.
Aww thank you.