i haven't posted because i've been cranky with pms, exhausted from petsitting, hot to the point of melting, and working for a pittance.
tips are going to have to be better at the weekend, or i am in deep shit. i still have had no luck with sending my resume out or with animal clinics. i like the restaurant. it's hard work but the people are all good.
i don't understand; i keep wishing for things to get better, and yet.
meh.
guise!! GUISE. another by
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frankie ran away from home to los angeles to be an actress. she made it across the country, waiting tables at diners until she had enough money to move to a new town. hollywood was everything and nothing she'd thought it would be. a sleazy agent stole what was left of her money, and she was working as a cigarette girl when she met mr. way. he made her a star, and she never looked back.
guise. oh god.