I don’t think I can handle much more.
Because conversations became texting, arguments became phone calls, feelings became subliminal messages online, sex became easy, the word “love” gets used out of context, insecurities have become your way of thinking, getting jealous became a habit, trust has been lost, cheating became an accident, leaving became the only option & being hurt became natural.
(Source: tedeezy)
It’s a bittersweet feeling. I’m excited to chill with friends. But I am not excited to work at Jones Beach again. Hopefully I can get two other jobs so I can quit…
BUT!
I did get a one day a week job as a guest bartender for my cousin’s bar…as long as I get a bunch of my 21+ friends to come to the bar with me…Hopefully it’s not too hard.