A really lovely person told me once that good people deserve good people.
I don’t know if I believe in good people. I think there are people that try harder than others to be less bad. I think those are the best ones.
And I think in a currency of people deserving people, the exchange rate would make me broke. I’d go in debt trying to earn the kind of people that would make me better, and I’m terrified of who I deserve.
But it was nice of her to say.
i’m not a bitch because i’m a cheerleader
i’m a bitch who just so happens to be a cheerleader
there is a difference
The #VMA2014 are that one moment of the year where I get to listen to everything I’ve been trying to avoid for weeks.
I love that these ladies basically sent these dudes howlers.
At work the other day, a customer tried to take a photo of myself and another dancer, which is explicitly against the rules of our club. I grabbed his phone out of his hand, deleted the pics, and then proceeded to text his parent’s mobile number a message that basically said “I’m at the stripclub and I tried to sneak a picture so now strippers have stolen my phone and are letting you so you know that I’m bad at respecting club rules.”
(Source: College Humor)
Riker took me backstage because Mark told him not too
Have Some Fun Pitbull y The Wanted :)