I love Gingers. I want to marry one and make little Blake Griffins.
(Source: anditwillbeshameless)
4:50AM: Random text from unkown number saying, “Did you dream about me last night?” Not knowing who it was from and never wanting to burn any bridges I replied “Always. ;)”
Noon-30: Showed up to work 2 hours early.
3:15PM: Marriage proposal, from Gay Frenchmen wanting Green Card. Told him I’d think about it.
He came up to me and said “Be the best barista you can be. I wanna tell you a secret, I like you a latte.” Then he laughed.
It’s so exciting! I think I have a stalker.
He said he didn’t want a character or for me to tone myself down.
He told me to just be myself.
And all I could think was, “shit son.”
(Source: cellybabyy)
I have had yesterday and today off work so I’ve spent them in bed feeling like this! Can someone please cut to the part where I’m a rich bitch so I can do this all the time?
(Source: bellecs)