Amber, girl, what am I gonna do when you leave here?

If I had an answer, I would tell you.

I'm gonna miss you too, but I gotta move around from this place.

I can't believe you didn't just quit.

I would've said fuck the two week notice.

Girl, you never know when you might have to crawl back to the earth.

A two week notice is just proper etiquette.

Proper etiquette might ask.

This shitty pay in long hours, you are better than me.

Destiny isn't wrong.

That's why today is my last day.

I finally took a leap of faith and went out from my real address license.

I'm so excited for this next chapter in my life.

It's been a long time coming.

I mean, I've been working here since I graduated high school.

26 is too old to be stuck in a dead end job when I don't have to.

It's time for me to really live.

So, for my last day, I wanted to leave looking extremely good with my face beat, edges laid,

my throat into soft curls and a very form fitted black dress.

My ass kinda looked better.

I needed to set the tone for a new me.

So are you gonna do something fun for your last day?

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