Meanwhile, my poor blog sits at home, faithfully waiting for me to bring home crabs. Or, leave her for a younger, sexier blog with a tight ass and no emotional hang ups.
Meanwhile, my poor blog sits at home, faithfully waiting for me to bring home crabs. Or, leave her for a younger, sexier blog with a tight ass and no emotional hang ups.
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No one needs instructions on how to quit their job. If you need guidance for that, I’m wondering how you managed to become gainfully employed in the first place.
There is a superficial sincerity that blooms when it comes to treating coworkers well and doing a job to the best of our ability.
We are all in the game of wanting to feel useful and needed and wanted.
Fear works, if you are scaring yourself towards a personal best.
Growing up in a generation where you are told you are special, a winner, the best – being special has its own unique heartbreak.
My name is Raven Moore and I created this space. Conversations, thoughts and questions about work, life and style begin here. If you want further definition, here is a somewhat static, but ever growing list of phrasal adjectives about me: Millennial misfit of the INFJ clan Wannabe fashionista and stylistically glam Aspiring to reach chef nirvana Design junkie Also, ...