We've gone 8 months without the mad pooper showing up.
Just everything else that could go wrong has gone wrong. I've been running around since I came in .... well except now. Now I'm on break.
nothing a pajama sleep over party with some friends cant fix. A little wine, make some brownies, order in ..... worse case scenario .... a clean murder and cover up with legit alibis
I make 15.59 now. I was willing to take a pay cut for a state department of children's services job just because I need some more social work experience.
This non profit is hiring but its a youth residential center I've heard horror stories from some of the master level students I interned with.
I imagine it being quick and desperate .... with a ginger in a green sundress and a white sweater.
But not desperate in a negative way .... desperate in the romance novel way .... like you've been trying not to have sex but then .... it happens