ate an entire pesto pizza by myself and I honestly thinks its one of the greater decisions I’ve made all day.
it was fucking delicious and UBBER thin just like I like my pizzas.
plus it was free cuz da home gurl works at Giseppi’s downtown.
so fuck yes.
Free A+ delicious pizza.
So tonight I went out, second time this entire school year, and of course I had a blast. Im happy that I let myself have fun. I need to start trusting people again, trusting people not to be an ass hole. Bc everyone tonight was so nice and welcoming and I need to remember that.
"Raquel, I think I really like her"
*heart breaks* *life over* *done*
I can’t believe they didn’t end Breaking Bad with Walt ODing on his own meth, or at least him trying it before he died and like “wow that’s some good shit” *drops*
His best friend at his school whom I’ve met who really doesn’t like me, is having him over in San Diego for spring break.
LITERALLY OMG my life is over. I want to see him the entire spring break I miss him so much ughhh heart feelings.
Plus idk I was always selfconscious about her and me and like how he is replacing her with me but that’s dumb.
but now yeah,
he’s literally like explaining what he wants to do for the second date and how she likes adventure and to hike, and that “hes never met anyone like her” and I’m on the verge of tears, he’s so great and I love him and I want him to like me, but we bffs but ok, I love you but I’m still going to give you awesome date ideas
its hard to put into words how I feel sometimes.
and other times, it’s not.
I wanna be home,
And it’s nothing against school, but like
I wanna be home.
I want to hangout with my dad and spend my days at the park and go to my sisters randomly and see Cole as often as I can. I miss my grandma, I miss spending days with her at Denny’s bc they all know her there. I miss my friends, and downtime. I miss late nights doing LITERALLY nothing but wasting gas. I miss rainy days, but mostly rainy nights. I wanna be home. I wanna be with my family, I’m not an away person, I don’t need to be away from home to find myself, I need to be home even to BE myself.
This is exactly why I will never give American Apparel a single penny.
Not only does the founder have a history of raping female employees (some of them teens), masturbating in front of female reporters, harassing female employees, promoting sexism, and promoting pedophilia, but it seems they’ve now gone to straight-up advertising with pornography which appear to be creeper shots.
The above is an actual advertisement they posted on their tumblr page.
I had to blur it out because that is not even remotely SFW.
The original link is posted in the source. I don’t recommend you click it.
American Apparel needs to be held accountable for their crimes against women, and particularly the founder, needs to be put in prison for rape and pedophilia, among other things.
These bastards will never get any of my money.