je ne sais pas
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.

Yesterday at work my coworker was like “that’s hella nasty” and I turned to him and was like “no. don’t say that” and then he turned and was like “why?” And I could hear his brain comprehending my blank stare and then he said angrily “fuck you I’m from the Bay Area” and stormed away.

so i have my sugar and spice scented candle lit. i’m wrapped in blankets. Prison Break is on in the background. my book is open. my word document is open. 

only problem is that tumblr is open.