I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.
I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
The police are here at work for the second time this week. Yesterday morning, someone found a “suspicious white powdery substance” in the ladies’ room. After the cops were here interogating people and had the place on lock-down for a couple of hours, it was determined that the white powdery substance was baby powder.And now, the cops are back, because someone noticed that one of the packages in the barrel for food bank donations is wrapped in Christmas paper.
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