Nothing says “I love you” quite like a pork dinner ending with wine, a sweet embrace, and tapeworm
Kitty X
*Professional Office Girl {Professional Office Slave}
*Tattoo-Lova
*Gangsta Rap will never die
*Dear Hello Kitty, I love you!
*Coffee Addict
*Asian-Obsessed
*Work-a-holic
*Boston Red Sox
The Secret Life of Office Girls
First and foremost this little tidbit is dedicated to Janice “Trixie” Layhadi Between the pencil skirts and black rimmed glass there is a secret understanding with us office girls. Though we smile when we answer the phone, email clients and co-workers with nonsense and look really excited to see you when we arrive to work, here’s a bit of truth…we are actually none of the above. Let’s face it, I flirt with clients, paste on a persona of excitement, and pretend that I actually care that you went to the bar last night and met the most amazing girl. Yet in the back of my mind I’m really laughing at you thinking “Yeah, sure buddy, just don’t call me when you wake up at 3 a.m. in a bathtub full of ice and missing your left kidney (after all the left kidney is the cool kidney)” However with every put down I think I am then forced to look at myself and wonder when my cubicle became the main part of my day. When the hell did I think being a 9-5er would be ok?! I keep this thought with me through out the day and even up until I head up to my room and then I see it. Myself. Dressed in my “probably will be written up for this but God to I look hott” outfit and it is in this moment and the moments earlier in the day that I realize even if I never saw myself trading gossip about last nights “CSI” by the coffee machine with my fellow co-workers or taking a guess at who is sleeping with whom while I consume my 1/4 a cup of salad and pray the stairs back to my cell will burn off the calories I just added to my body, I can honestly say… I STILL FUCKING HATE MY LIFE! to be continued….next segment “OH SCANDAL! How office romances aren’t always a bad thing”
This is love….
brb, smoke break! then back to work… errmmm i mean tumblring
(via johncody)
That statement is basically my life
Decision Made
I’m done with feeling like this…So I will let you consume me…until I am nothing but the empty shell of the person I used to be.
….through your eyes….
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The Thin People
They are always with us, the thin people
Meager of dimension as the gray people
On a movie-screen. They
Are unreal, we say:
It was only in a movie, it was only
In a war making evil headlines when we
Were small that they famished and
Grew so lean and would not round
Out their stalky limbs again though peace
Plumped the bellies of the mice
Under the meanest table.
It was during the long hunger-battle
They found their talent to persevere
In thinness, to come, later,
Into our bad dreams, their menace
Not guns, not abuses,
But a thin silence.
Wrapped in flea-ridded donkey skins,
Empty of complaint, forever
Drinking vinegar from tin cups: they wore
The insufferable nimbus of the lot-drawn
Scapegoat. But so thin,
So weedy a race could not remain in dreams,
Could not remain outlandish victims
In the contracted country of the head
Any more than the old woman in her mud hut could
Keep from cutting fat meat
Out of the side of the generous moon when it
Set foot nightly in her yard
Until her knife had pared
The moon to a rind of little light.
Now the thin people do not obliterate
Themselves as the dawn
Grayness blues, reddens, and the outline
Of the world comes clear and fills with color.
They persist in the sunlit room: the wallpaper
Frieze of cabbage-roses and cornflowers pales
Under their thin-lipped smiles,
Their withering kingship.
How they prop each other up!
We own no wilderness rich and deep enough
For stronghold against their stiff
Battalions. See, how the tree boles flatten
And lose their good browns
If the thin people simply stand in the forest,
Making the world go thin as a wasp’s nest
And grayer; not even moving their bones.
Sylvia Plath
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I hope you will be worth what I give up.
Kitty X: No one is worth what you are giving up
Santogold (via britches) (via allthiscanbeyours) (via robot-heart) (via somethingmeaningful) (via finallyseeing) (via bon-bon) (via samsally)
My sense, and respect. I hope it will be worth it.
(via nykkylodeon)
…SHE makes me wanna some ass in knee boots and a short dress…
