It's officially the end of the month. I did shitty tonight. All the bitches came to work, and not enough guys came to pay.
And the candy man was there. Of course. He is always there to see me do bad on a Thursday late in the month. So I ate all his candy to curb my frustration in the same manner a chain smoker would smoke. I'd make a few rounds, get the same bullshit excuses and raid the skittles.
I think I'm gonna do some butt lift to make up for the lack of exercise I got from working. That'll cheer me up. So would a good Friday. God, tomorrow is "Good Friday." I did so fucking shitty last Good Friday. I hope that isn't the case this year. We shall see. I might dip out if it fucking sucks in the first hour.
About Me
- Bella Hack
- Somewhere in the south, United States
- Actively posting since 2010. At this point, I've been dancing for a few years now, and now you can see the transformation and evolution of a girl who picks dancing to pay the bills. It started with the crazy bullshit that seemed out of the ordinary until it became ordinary, now my primary focus is stripping "smarter" and finding a way to replace the income with a "real" job, and to answer any questions to those wanting to know more about the world of stripping.