July 2018
July = June + less money + more partying + moving out. Aka every bit of the shit show that June was but with a tasteful hint of trash class sprinkled into the mix. With the planets in retrograde, I proceeded to build up a stash of good energy by helping friends move into their new place, telling Becky her one night stand wasn't that ugly, sharing VIP tickets to the Tory Lanez concert, and changing my dating status to "Busy. Venmo Meihem96 for inquiries" (which sadly didn't relieve me of any financial obligations so plz share & follow my blog). ဖ What set this apart from the other months was that July, I decided to work at a strip club - which lasted all of 24 hours before I decided that it wasn't the right fit for me. In addition, my road to Minimalism was at an all-time high as I prepared to move out of my apartment. I was throwing shit out left & right and either gifting things to my borderline hoarder friends to add to their mess of a collec...