Saturday, February 26

almost nineteen.

My default face is somewhat of a "bitch face" 
I exit the grocery store and strangers ask me if something is wrong. 
this face must be extraordinary because I would never approach someone because they looked a little down. especially in this city. So maybe its less of a bitch face and more of a post murder face. 
either way, 
I have a trail shift at Front & Company. 1 hour to prove I can work retail. Never have, but I've done enough shopping I know I can handle it. 

Later, Slater.

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