Why does everyone who has worked in hospitality have a story about kitchen staff flirting with them and asking for their numbers etc like that’s so fucked??
I got this text and fucking shit myself seeing the start of it but turns out it was a false alarm, just a gal helping me with a lipstick shade I was looking for 😭😭
Absolutely insane to me that this time last year i was LITERALLY unable to leave my bed or even walk to my bathroom and now I’m in Spain??? it’s been so so difficult but I’m so proud of myself 🥺🥺
Still hasn’t set in that I could have lost my ma last night but she was saved. Like I’m just cutting about as if life is grand and refusing to process it like my brain just won’t let me.
My little brother opened my delivery this morning that contained a vibrator and when my ma seen and asked who that’s for he said “it’s Abbys tooth brush” Happy Friday xx