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who would like to go to Paris with me?
J.Press : Neckwear | Patterned
this is the illest
I wish I could buy this for a guy to see him wear it. I have this weird “thing” or attraction to neckties because of BN now. he’d look so fly.
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sigh.
can I be her for a day?
“Here, in the pale light of my chosen amnesia, I can imagine I am free.” — Danzy Senna, Where Did You Sleep Last Night?
refresher: I answer the phone for two separate dealerships. so every day I have to ask “What type of vehicle do you have?” when someone asks for parts, service, or if they’re calling to buy a car, I have to ask what type of car they’re interested in. lots and lots of vetting, while dealing with customers and sales people. I’m a rockstar.
“…how may I direct your call?”
“Can I have the service department?”
“Is this to make an appointment?”
“No.”
“What type of vehicle do you have?”
“I have several.”
This is where I squeeze my eyes shut, clench my teeth and refrain from telling this bitch to answer my question, not tell me stupid shit I don’t need to know.
I didn’t ask how many cars she had. I asked what type of vehicle it is.
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“I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated.” — Anaïs Nin (via fuckyeahanaisnin)
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