starbucks is the reason why i’m broke

the day before yesterday, i was at my friends apartment and the address was 666 ____

yesterday i checked my bank account and i had exactly $666. i thought, what a coincidence since every time i use my debit card to pay for things, it transfers a bit of money to another account.

then later that night i opened memory clean thing on my mac and i had 666.66mb free.

and now i just realized i’m following 666 blogs

omg what is happening i’m going to die

focus on what’s important
i cannot afford to waste any more time
i can admire from afar

im letting go

not even a greeting. what a waste of time all of this has been.

i want a donut

*also always pack black clothing in case i can switch shifts with someone

im sick of seeing tip jars everywhere…if you aren’t bringing me my food i’m not going to tip

on campus there’s this second cup and i find that the lady that works there is so nice/flirty with people that look like they’d have extra money to tip and then super bitchy to people like me -_-

but then again i feel like that’s generally with all servicing jobs (?)

or maybe it’s just where i live since people were so much nicer in new york regardless of what you seemed like you had

bleh ok rant over ive just been trapped with stupid thoughts and stupid things left undone