#ashleigh i am dehydrated

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GETTING CAUGHT HAVING SEX BY PARENTS WITH EITHER SACKLER OR ALTMAN!💖🥰

MY ANGEL, I LOVE YOU😘😘😘😘

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE KITTEN. 

PHILLIP ALTMAN

“I can’t believe we have to sleep in the basement...” 

You patted Phillip's shoulder, handing him a pile of blankets with a small smile, “It's okay, your sister needed to use your bedroom and we’ll be okay down here.” 

“But,” Phillip tossed the blankets down before wrapping you in his arms. Softly swaying you as you both stood, “I really wanted to make you squirt in my teenage bedroom.” 

“Phil!” you swatted him, trying to push away. 

“I know, I’m ashamed... but you look so pretty when you do.” 

You cocked a brow, eyes darting towards the fold-out bed and then up to Phillip's face. His eyebrows shot up, mouth making an ‘o’, “You dirty minx, you want me to make you squirt here? In my family basement? Next to the laundry?” 

“I guess we would have easier cleanup.” 

Phillip threw you to the bed, already yanking your leggings down to your ankles before pinning your legs to your chest. Your pussy lifted in the air, right under his chin as he rubbed his beard into your clit. Scratching the sensitive nub, making it twitch in pleasure. You let out a soft yip, hugging your ankles tighter with anticipation. Phillips tongue darted out, licking from your cunt to clit, flicking it over and over as it stiffened more and more. “Philly,” whimpered, bottom lip trembling as he lapped at you over and over. 

“What is it? Does my minx want something?” 

You nodded, spreading your legs enough for your face to pop out for him. Clenching in his face for you to notice how eager for him to shove anything into you. Phillip nodded in understanding, “Keep your legs up,” he demanded. Pulling off the bed to abandon his shoes before losing his belt. He rolled the sleeves of his shirt up before smacking the outside of both your thighs. Watching the supple flesh jiggle before he gripped them tightly and rocked your body towards him. A hand flew to his zipper, yanking it down to pull out his hard cock. Phillip placed a forearm across the back of your thighs, pulling one of your hands to wrap around his girth. 

“Play with me, play with your favorite toy minx.” 

Your hand squeezed his base, his knees moving his body closer to your hand as he spat on your pussy. Without warning Phillip shoved two fingers until you, hooking them to immediately attack your special bundle of nerves on your front wall. Pulling a wail from your throat in response, your hand stroking him harshly. Your walls began clenching over and over as he fingered you, faster than he ever had. You took in the sight of him, focusing so hard on making you cum. His bicep bulging out of his shirt, his forearm clenched on your legs. The vein on the side of his neck straining against his skin, his soft mouth was popped open in awe as your pussy opened for him. Allowing him to worm in a third finger, “You’re so good for me, you’d do anything to make me happy wouldn’t you?” 

“Yes! Phil!” you slipped your fist on his tip over and over. Squeezing over and over as you passed the ridge, gathering his precum and gliding it along his length. Phillip groaned at you, eyes momentarily closing in bliss as his fingers let up. You whined at the loss, bucking as much as you could in your current position. 

“You know what would make me so fucking happy?” 

You shook your head. 

“If you squirted,” he fucked into you fast and hard, your slick gushing out of you as he moaned. “Want you to soak my sleeve, can you do that for me? I can feel how bad you want to.” 

“Ah! Please, just a little more!” 

Phillip nodded at you, moving his free hand to press into your folded lower abdomen. Applying just enough pressure for you to crack, convulsing in his grip as you wailed. Pussy squirting over and over along him, just as he asked for, your cum running down his forearm as he looked at you in awe. 

“Again baby.” 

You cried, body aching but you couldn’t stop yourself. His fingers wouldn’t stop fucking into you to stop you from cumming again. You brought a hand up to gather some of your spend, clicking it along his length as you tried to give him a hand job while he made you fountain for him. Phillip groaned, wrapping his lips around your clit in appreciation. Moaning as he tasted your cum, easing one finger out of you, softly petting your walls with his middle and forefinger. 

You were drunk on him, eyes lazily opening as you stared at the stairs to your left. Breath catching in your throat when you saw Phillip’s mom momentarily stalled in the middle of the stairs. 

“I heard commotion, but I see you both are just fine...” 

“Mommy!” Phillip cried, his palm trying to cover your sex from his therapist mom’s eyes, “Announce yourself next time!” 

She pranced back up the stairs, yelling over her shoulder before the door shut. 

“Like you could hear me over her screams!” 

ADAM SACKLER

“Hey,” you snapped in Adam’s face, “You need to be good today. This is your first impression, and they weren’t thrilled when you made sex noises the other day while I was on the phone.” 

“Your sister laughed. I heard her.” 

You rolled your eyes as you straightened the collar on his shirt. He looked ridiculous, you had dressed him in some nice pants and a button-up, something he didn’t even own until 24 hours ago. He was much too big for normal shirt sizes at the store, his biceps looked like they were going to explode out at any moment. And the pants left little to the imagination, thank god you found dark slacks so his bulge wasn’t noticeable to the naked eye. But your parents were taking you and Adam to a nice restaurant before going back to the house for dessert. He scratched at his neck after you finished, whining when you swatted his hands away. “Fuck, I can’t breathe,” Adam cried, “I look like I mugged a bellboy and stole his clothes.” 

“You look very responsible baby,” you kissed his cheek before walking to the front door, grabbing your clutch and opening the front door. “Let's go, before you rip that shirt.”

Your parents were civil at dinner, asking Adam questions about his theater work and woodworking. About hobbies and interests outside of his main focus, where he was from, other nosey questions that he handled like a champ. If it weren’t for the flashcard training you made him go through the past week he probably would’ve gone on a personal tangent about his personal opinions on the salad your dad chose to eat but he knew you wanted him to make a good impression. You were so proud of him, holding his hand under the table and squeezing it when he made a smart joke, or made your mom blush when he gave her a slightly offhand compliment. By the end of it, you could tell he was drained from being personable, his trademark smile was fading as it dragged on. Finally your parents paid the bill and asked you both to follow them home. 

Adam let out a big groan when he got into the car, throwing his face towards you as he sighed, “Kid, that was exhausting. This shirt is so uncomfortable and I couldn’t touch you under the table the entire time because your dad was watching me like a hawk.” 

“You did so well,” you grabbed his cheeks and gave him a big kiss. Lingering long enough for him to relax into you, humming as your lips worked over one another. Softly tasting each other, Adam’s tongue briefly licked into your mouth, forcing your jaw to open enough to take him. A warm palm slid to your bare thigh, peaking through the slit in your dress. A deep groan sounded into your mouths as he whispered on your lips, “And you looked so good, it took everything in me to devour you. So soft, all for me.” 

You smiled, nudging his hand away, “Come on, they are going to be mad if we're late.” 

Dessert was quick, all of you flooding into the den where your parents told stories about their college years and courtship. You could tell Adam was checked out, focusing on you more than anything else. After a few glasses of wine, you were feeling flush, turning your attention to your handsome man. Watching you with total admiration and devotion, you wanted to eat him up. And you found that you couldn’t wait to get home. 

“I’ll be right back,” you told the room, slowly sauntering away. Letting your hips sway just a little too much, but you knew your parents didn’t notice. They were too into whatever they were talking about to see you and Adam eye-fucking each other. As you turned the corner, you heard Adam excuse himself to the kitchen to get some water, your parents paying him no mind either. The two of your locked eyes, Adam’s completely black as they raked up and down your figure. You gave him a big smile before running up the stairs, Adam's footsteps following close behind. 

The door to your childhood bedroom was soon shut as softly as possible before Adam had you pinned to the mattress. Facedown as you giggled at him, hands fisting the sheets as you heard him fall to his knees behind you, his large hands pushing your skirt above your hips. 

“You’re such a dirty slut,” Adam groaned, pulling your panties to the side before he shoved his mouth to your folds. Licking deep through them, tasting every inch of your flesh. His thumbs hooked into you, prying you apart so he could look in awe, “Fucking best cunt ever, been teasing me with it all night. Not letting me fuck it before we left.” 

You moaned when he dove in again, strong tongue fucking in and out of your entrance. Slurping up your slick that poured into his mouth, filling the room with the sound of your excited sex. You rocked your hips back into him, mouthing at the sheets as he groaned into you, “Coulda filled you with my cum, made you sit in it all night.” 

“Sackler...” 

“You want like that? Having to sit across from your dad full of my cum? He’d be so disappointed in what a filthy slut you are.” 

Adm smacked your thigh, a little too loud, before standing up. He ran his hands across your ass, gripping and bouncing your cheeks as he ground his slacks into you. “M gonna fuck you, right here. Make them hear you and all the pretty noises you make for me.” 

“Please,” your voice broke as you looked back at him. Your mascara slightly clumping from the tears that were building from the teasing. “Give me your cum, wanna feel it deep inside me. Please Sackler.” 

His zipper was pulled down, yanking his slacks down mid-thigh while he fished his cock out. Lewdly smacking it on your cheeks to leave a smear of precum, slipping it between your legs as fucking your clit a few times. “You gonna show me? How deep I can bury my cum inside your little cunt?” 

You clenched in anticipation, his head at your entrance as you nodded, “I’ll show you, baby, want your cum.” 

Adam growled as he pushed in, seating himself to the hilt. Cock head rubbing your cervix before he pulled back, beginning to thrust wildly into you without abandon. Both of you creating a symphony of moans, bare skin slapping against one another as you gushed around him. Adam laughed as he fucked you, “Fuckin’ tight cunt, always so wet for me. You like me fucking you here, letting your family know what a slut-.” 

The door creaked open, both of you freezing, Adam’s cock buried inside you as your mom’s head popped in. 

“Hey, sweetie, letting you know we’re headed to b-Oh my god!” 

“Mom!” 

She squealed again, eyes darting back and forth between Adams sweaty smile and your fucked out face. She slapped a palm over her eyes, backing out of the room, “I’m sorry! I should’ve knocked-oh my- we’re going to bed!” 

You heard her footsteps scurry away, leaving the door slightly ajar in her haste. Adam laughed, thrusting into you harshly as he smacked your ass, “They are never going to forgive me for this.” 

You giggled at him, bouncing back, desperate to finish. Adam groaned as you clenched around him, canting his hips harder into you. Pounding your cervix with each thrust, he bent over your body. Chest flush with your back as he licked your ear, “Too bad it wasn’t your dad.” 

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I’mnevergoodenough

[fanfics4all]

Found You

Request: Yes / No  I know you’re busy, and since I probably didn’t send this request I hope you don’t find it hard. Can I have a KJ x reader where the reader is kidnapped at a party and KJ does everything to find her and he does after a month. Lots of angst and fluff pls!! @river-fics

Request are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

KJ Apa x Fem!Reader

Word count:  2682

Warnings: Kidnapping, Rape/sex slave, starvation, dehydration 

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: I’m not tagging anyone else in this because I don’t want to trigger anyone

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We had just recently finished filming the first half of Riverdale season three. We all were going to celebrate since we had a few week break. My boyfriend KJ was so excited for a party, he really loved them. Roberto had set up the party and it was gonna be huge. The girls and I decided to have a get ready get-together before the party. We all went to get our hair done, nails did, then we went back to Mads’ place and finish getting ready. I put on a black and white crop top, black skirt, my favorite pair of chunky heels, some bracelets, and I had my Michael Kors purse. For my makeup, I did a black and white eyeshadow look with a wing, and I decided to go with a soft neutral pink lip, instead of a bold red one.

Once the girls and I were finished we finished getting ready we headed to the party to meet everyone. I couldn’t wait to get to this party and just relax. Filming could be stressful and since we didn’t get too many long breaks, a party was just what we needed. We got there and it looked awesome! We were in the Playhouse Nightclub in Vancouver, it was so amazing. The music was loud, people were dancing, the bar was fully stocked, and best of all… it was all free! The boys noticed us almost immediately and came over to us.

“Hey babe, you look amazing.” KJ said and I smiled.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” I said with a wink. He smirked and pulled me to him.

“How about we get you a drink?” He asked and I nodded.

“Yes please!” I said and he chuckled. The two of us walked over to the bar and got some drinks.

The night ws going amazingly and everyone was having a great time. Us girls were dancing while the boy were catching up with each other. I walked to the bar to get another drink when someone I wasn’t super familiar with came up next to me.

“Hey Y/N.” He said and I gave him that smile you give someone that you don’t remember.

“Hey, um…” I said trying to think of his name.

“Steve, I’m one of the writers.” He said and I acted like I knew him.

“Right! Sorry, I must have already had one too many drinks.” I said with a laugh.

“Don’t worry about it, how are you?” He asked as the bartender made my drink.

“Good, glad to finally have a nice long break. How about you?” I asked with a smile.

“Good, also glad to have a break.” He smiled back.

“So what’s with that guy over there?” He asked and pointed to a random guy. I turned to look at who he was talking about.

“I don’t know, but there are a few people here I don’t know.” I said turning back to him. I grabbed my drink and took a sip.

“So do you guys get the same break as us or do you guy have a shorter break?” I asked and took another sip.

“We get a few weeks off, gotta get those episodes written.” He said with a smile.

“Haha, true.” I said. The two of us talked for a little while longer and I felt myself start to feel weird. I put my glass down on the bar and grabbed my head.

“Whoa, you okay?” He asked grabbing me.

“Uh, yeah. I think the drinks are just hitting me now.” I said.

“Maybe you should get some air.” He said and I nodded. I went to go walk but it was hard.

“Here, let me help you.” He said and I gave him a small smile.

“Thanks.” I said and we walked outside. The night air hit me and it felt nice. However, before I knew it my legs collapsed from under me. Steve caught me and I felt like I couldn’t move.

“Finally, I thought we’d be here all night.” Some guy said and I saw two guy walk out from the club.

“The damn drug takes fucking twentyish minutes to work.” Steve said lifting me up.

“Damn she looks so scared.” One of the two guys said with a smirk.

“Come on, let’s get her in the van before someone notices.” The other guy said. They took me into a truck and I felt us drive off.

“Don’t worry hun, you’ll be well taken care of.” Steve smirked. I’m pretty sure he gave me a fake name. I shouldn’t have trusted him… but he was so kind…

A day later

I woke up naked and sore, what the hell happened last night? I must have drank too much, KJ and I must have had some fun. I tried to roll over so I could wake him up, but when I tried I couldn’t move. I looked up at my arms and saw I was cuffed to the bed.

“What the hell?” I said out loud.

“Look who’s finally awake.” I heard a familiar voice.I look at the door and saw the guy I was talking to last night.

“Steve?” I asked confused.

“You really think I would give you my real name? You dumb bitch.” He said and I was even more confused.

“What? What the hell happened and why the fuck am I cuffed to the bed?” I asked annoyed.

“Shut the fuck up, God all you actresses think you’re so much better than everyone else.” He said taking off his shirt.

“Good thing your family won’t give a shit where you are, not that it would matter. They wouldn’t find you anyway.” He said taking his belt off. My eyes widen.

“This is your life now. You’re nothing but a stupid slut for men to play with.” He said and finished getting undressed. He climbed on top of me and used me as he wanted.

KJ’s POV

I walked over to the girls that Y/N was hanging with and saw she wasn’t there. I looked around the club confuses.  I didn’t see her anywhere. Where could she possibly be?

“Hey, where’s Y/N, ay?” I asked the girls.

“I don’t know, she went to get a drink and never came back.” Lili said with a shrug.

“We thought you two ran off somewhere.” Ashleigh said with a wink.

“I haven’t seen her since you guys took her to dance.” I said and their faces fell.

“What? It’s been like three hours.” Vanessa said.

“I’ll call her.” Madelaine said pulling out her phone.

“It’s too loud in here, let’s go outside.Cammie said. They all got up and I followed them outside. She called my girlfriend and we heard her phone go off in the alley next to us. I walked over and saw her bag on the ground. I picked it up and saw her phone was in there along with the rest of her stuff, minus her money.

“Something’s wrong!” I said rushing back to everyone in a panic.

“Her money’s gone, but the rest of her stuff is in here.” I said and everyone looked at me worried.

“Someone must have taken her.” I said freaking out.

“Okay, let’s call the police.” Tiera said called the cops. They were here within twenty minutes and we told them the situation. They checked the camera and saw she was talking to someone, we saw that he put something in her drink. He made sure not to show his face to the cameras and he took her outside. He took her down the alley I found her stuff and that was the last we saw of them…

“Well he definitely took her.” One cop said walking up to us. The party was over and we were all freaking out.

“That was fucking obvious!” I shouted and Cole put his hand on my shoulder.

“They’re here to help dude.” He said.

“Whoever this guy is, this isn’t his first time doing this.” Another cop said.

“So what do we do?” Mark asked for me.

“Wait and see if there’s a ransom. She’s an actress you said? They’ll likely want money.” He said. I sighed and grabbed my head.

“I shouldn’t have let her out of my sight.” I said with a sigh.

“Hey, don’t blame yourself.” Luke said.

Y/N’s POV/ A month later

I’ve lost track of time. I wasn’t allowed to leave this room alone. I was almost constantly locked to the bed, in whatever position the three monsters wanted me in. They didn’t use protection so I was worried that I was already pregnant. They just barely fed me, and just gave me enough water to stay alive. I was in hell. I kept praying someone would find me and save me. It never happened… It would always wake up tied to the bed and wait for however many times they wanted to use me today. Please KJ, I need you more than ever right now…

KJ’s POV

It’s been a fucking month and I’ve only gotten pictures of her naked and tied to a fucking bed! That asshole was raping my girl and there was nothing I could do about it! The cops were working as hard as they can to find her. I was a fucking wreck without her. We had to put off filming Riverdale until she was found, none of us could work knowing she was being tortured by some shitty person. Charles and Cole had been staying with me for the past few days, everyone was kind of taking turns to keep an eye on me. I was a depressed mess without her, she was my world. She was in hell and I could do nothing but sit here and wait for something we could use to find her… Cole walked in with the mail and I noticed the familiar envelope that has become a routine at this point.

“Another envelope?” I asked with a sigh.

“Yeah…” He said and sat next to me. He handed it to me and I opened it to see another picture of her naked, this time she wasn’t on a bed. She was outside a house in the middle of nowhere… I shot off the couch.

“Where are you going?” Cole asked shocked.

“I know where she is.” I said and ran out to my truck. Cole and Charles followed me outside. I go in my truck and went to leave, but they stopped me.

“KJ, wait. We should bring it to the cops.” Charles said.

“You two can, I’m going to get my girl.” I said.

“Then we’re coming with you. I’ll call them on the way.” Cole said and they got in. I drove off and as promised he called the cops telling them where we were going. We obviously got there before them and I pounded on the door.

“KJ, hey what’s up mate?” Zach, a guy that use to be my best friend said like nothing’s happened. He tried to ruin my life when I started dating an actress, that he asked out but she turned him down and asked me out. I  asked him if he was cool with it and he said he was, turns out he wasn’t and tried everything to fuck with me. This was all before I met Y/N, before I even moved to America.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I growled at him and he just smirked.

“I live here as you know, what are you doing here?” He asked crossing his arms.

“Give me my girlfriend back!” I shouted at him and he looked at me confused.

“You have a girlfriend?” He asked like he didn’t know. I pulled out the picture I got today and he raised his eyebrow.

“Why are you showing me your porn?” He asked and I glared at him.

“That’s my fucking girlfriend and this is your house. Where the fuck is she?” I asked and he rolled his eyes.

“I don’t have her.” He said and I shoved him aside. I stormed into his house and Cole and Charles followed me.

“KJ, we should wait for the cops!” Cole said.

“Y/N!” I called out to her.

“I told you she’s not here!” Zach shouted and tried to get us out of his house.

“Y/N! Where are you baby?” I called out.

“KJ!” I heard a muffled scream and rushed towards it. I busted open a door and saw a guy on top of her naked and smacking her in the face.

“You stupid bitch!” He growled at her.

“Get the fuck off her!” I shouted and slammed the guy on the ground. I punched him repeatedly and Y/N was crying.

“KJ stop!” Charles said and pulled me off him. I got him off me and ran up to Y/N. I unlocked the cuffs holding her and pulled her to me. I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her. She grabbed my shirt and cried into my chest.

“Shhh, it’s okay babe. You’re safe.” I whispered kissing her head. We heard the cops outside and I held her closer. The cops stormed in and grabbed the three guys that were in the house.

“Sir, we need to take her to the hospital.” One of the cops said to me.

“I’m not leaving her.” I said and picked her up.

“KJ, let them take her. We’ll be right behind them.” Cole said and I sighed.

“It’s okay..” Y/N said looking up at me. I sighed and nodded. They took her and we followed them. Charles and Cole called everyone and told them she was found and safe. They all came to the hospital and we waited till we could see her.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” A doctor said walking to the room.

“Is she okay?” I asked walking up to her.

“She’ll be okay. She wasn’t fed like a normal person, and she’s dehydrated. She’ll be okay though.” She answered and everyone sighed in relief.

“Can I see her?” I asked and she nodded.

“Room 203.” She said and I nodded.

“You guys mind if I see her alone first, ay?” I asked everyone.

“Go see her. I’m sure she wants to see you more than us.” Casey said with a smile.

“Thanks guys.” I said and walked to her room. I walked in and saw her laying on the small hospital bed with a small smile.

“Hey…” I said sitting next to her.

“Hey.” She said and her smile grew.

“How can you be smiling right now?” I asked her.

“Because, you saved me.” She said and grabbed my hand.

“This should have never happened.” I said with a sigh.

“KJ, I’m alive and with you again. That’s all I care about right now. I thought I was gonna die in that hell, but you saved me.” She said.

“I love you and, fuck, without you it was hell, I hated that I couldn’t do anything to find you…” I said and tears fell down my face.

“I love you too KJ.” She said and pulled me in for a kiss. I put all the love I could into it and she did the same. We pulled apart and I rested my forehead on hers.

“I’m never letting you out of my sighed again…” I whispered to her.

“And I’m not talking to random guys that act like they work for Riverdale again.” She said joking.

���You’re the only person I know that could joke after what you went through.” I said with a small smile.

“What can I say, I’m a tough girl.” She said and I nodded.

“I know, but you went through something traumatic…” I said and she sighed.

“I know… I’m just trying to push it out of my mind. I just want an okay day, or an okay couple of hours.” She said and I nodded again.

“Whatever you want babe.” I said and kissed her again.

[ratherashleigh]

I just saw that you answered my travel vague question with a question 1. What are your packing essentials? 2. How to deal with traveling alone? Not in the sense of feelings safe but like being able to enjoy myself? I guess... I spend a lot of time alone, but like at home, going to the store or getting work done, not getting on a plane and visiting another country Thanks

OKAY PACKING ESSENTIALS, WITH ASHLEIGH:

three shirts too many, but assume anything you forget can be purchased there. to be real honest, sometimes i leave stuff out that i won’t need immediately because i like buying foreign shampoo or toothpaste or whatever. it depends what i’m running out of. this is not an approach that works for everyone because creature comforts to one person are mental health necessities to another.

space bags are very important, but the trick is DON’T use them when you’re packing to go, use them for bonus space when you’re trying to fit everything in on the way home. ziplock everything that could even possibly maybe leak. i’ve finally abandoned taking my laptop anywhere now that i have an ipad with a keyboard, and it was the best upgrade to my travel life. unless you’re literally going to lie on a beach for a week, don’t bother taking the book you are deluding yourself that you’re going to read.

i also take a spare pair of glasses and a spare phone. they’re the only true emergency planning i do.

also, bonus category - for long haul flights:

a change of underwear and socks

the softest hoodie i own

toothbrush and toothpaste (i was on a flight once where there were little kits for free and i took a whole bunch and i’ve been using them forever. thanks qatar?)

eye drops, hand cream, face moisturizer - airplanes are super dehydrating and my skin hates it, staying hydrated helps reduce jetlag

NASAL SPRAY, the mist kind, not the one that stops your nose from running - this is a weird one but one of the best ways to fight off catching other people’s germs is snot, and keeping your nose from drying out helps

battery pack - most planes these days have a USB port for every seat (ALWAYS TAKE YOUR USB CABLE WITH YOU) but i once got stuck on a plane where none of them were working and my phone was at 50% and it was the most stressful 5 hours

also, buy a cute passport case. just because.

as for travelling alone, not gonna lie: it’s sometimes hard. it’s super fucking hard to stroll into a brand new place anywhere on your own. but if you’re visiting a new place, at the end of the day, you either be like nike and just fucking do it, or you miss out. my comfort levels are such that i’m mostly okay, but i find restaurants way too awkward to be fun. conveniently, i live the burgers across the universe life, and those are totally fine. i’ve accepted fancy restaurants aren’t in my travel life when i’m on my own and i’m happier not suffering through the experience than i am sad about missing out.

one of the things i’ve picked up is that, in a touristy situation, you’ll find friends. when i went to iceland, i was the only person on my own on my tour and that was kind of a bummer at the start, but then i made friends with the other people on the tour and it was great. that’s easier in a situation where you’re trapped with people for a longer amount of time. (my brother, who is a much nicer person than i am, makes friends literally wherever he goes. my parents now own the house that belonged to a couple my brother met on their honeymoon. he was best man in the wedding of a dude he met in a shitty hostel in los angeles where he stayed for one night. this shit happens.)

the other thing is that, you’re never really alone these days. you don’t have to go on vacation from your pocket friends. the weird thing happening in front of you in bumfuck nowhere on the other side of the planet that you really just want to look at someone and mouth WTF about? tell your pocket friends. livetweet your vacation. spam facebook. at the end of the day, we are a sharing species, and some people will be annoyed and some will be jealous and other will be delighting in your every adventure. fuck the haters.

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1/17/17, 6:23am - sorry, gotta vent

smoking a pipe and sitting outside on the porch.

Envisioning my life as a political cartoon right now, yknow all pencil drawn and shit. In it I’m shoveling dirt out of the bottom of my own grave. The shovel is named ‘my new job,’ the tombstone reads ‘frivolous spending,’ and the dirt pile to the side is labeled ‘debt.’ I thought I could make it. If I just stayed optimistic I’d be able to get certified and start making enough money to climb out. But right now I guess I’ve reached the bedrock where I can’t get any more credit and can’t really get out on my own. 

I still haven’t gotten my raise. I’m working for the same wage as before my certification test, which really blows considering all the money I spent on it. My boss told me I have to continue doing more work than my coworker AND have to give up work hours before her due to her seniority over me, which I think is the biggest load of bullshit ever. I can’t get paid less, and get less work hours, AND have to work more whenever I come in, right? But I guess that’s the reality I have to accept right now.

I’m sure I’m just panicking over not having money and that this will work out soon enough. I just hate it.

Still haven’t bought cigarettes since the new year, which is a good thing. Made it through a shift without smoking for the first time in a long long time, which is also a good thing. I never felt like I was on a come down or that I was getting tired during my shift, which is a plus. I don’t know if that’s from the lack of nicotine in my system or my diet shift away from caffeine, but I am feeling good about that. Hopefully it’ll feel the same the next two days.

Quit tinder again lmao. Realized I just don’t have the finances to go on dates with the kind of girls that I want to date. I could settle for less and get the sexual satisfaction that I want out of it, but I’d really rather not settle for anyone right now. I want someone that I want. Still gonna try to hit it up on the west coast though hahaha.

Really fucking excited to go to cali this week. Gonna be staying with a few friends for the 7 days I’m roaming around. Really wish Ashleigh could’ve come so she could experience house hopping with me, but so it goes. I also really wish right now that I hadn’t decided to go on this trip at all. Really could use the money a lot more than the experience. But gonna live it the fuck up. It’s gonna be a fucking blast.

Still bingewatching DBSuper, it’s so great. Think I might finally know what to do with my hair, gonna try to go for this trunksy kinda sweep to mix things up.

I actually exercised for the first time the other day. Gotta make it a habit, but that’s a good sign. And I found out I’ve gained a few pounds since last month. Might just be waterweight from not dehydrating myself so bad, but that’s fine. Gonna use it as motivation to not spend money on food (or vice versa, really) and come out of all this an even better person.

I guess I’m writing right now because I want to express this fear I have in my heart, that I won’t get any raise at all for my certification, and that I’ll have spent all that money for nothing while I have to work another 6 months in poverty trying to get my RPSGT to actually be licensed. It seems a little silly and I really hope that Tony has my back, but idk it’s hard to maintain the optimism after three weeks of no good news on the matter.

Things are rough, but I’m going to make it work. I’m the best, after all. Just gotta keep making improvements to my life where I can so that when things start working out everything’s just going to be perfect.