blablabla I'm sticky and grumpy 
Edit- okay, the grumpy part; just sent the semi-ex an sms/tekst/text/ how ever the hell you wanna call the thing!
He wants me to work as his assistant stage manager on the main stage of the HUGE Dance Valley festival. An opportunity I would love, plus it would earn me 250,- euro's... that I really need right now.
But I'm wondering if it's a good idea. If I see him I will start having feelings again, I know I will. I just want to lie low a while. He wants the answer and phoned me yesterday twice (i didn't answer) mailed me (i didn't answer), phoned me again today (i didn't answer), phoned me again now, I did answer. He asked me and I said I needed to think it over and we had to talk about it when he had time. He was on his way out now, so I hung up. He tekst me some bullshit on leaving him in the lurch, there's still 10 days till the festival, plenty of time to find someone else if I decide not to work. I find it difficult moments like these to keep my heart open and not get on the defensive. After all he's put me through with his addiction the past 2 years (Correction-> all I let myself get put through/put myself through, some lessons still to be learned). I wrote him one or two things I'm not proud off. It's better we're over, it's been poisoned. Taking shit for 2 years has turned me into a sewer
The sticky part- Hell I wish it was sex, sadly just the heat, there's a storm brewing. Thank goodness Maybe a walk in the rain would do me some good.
Edit- okay, the grumpy part; just sent the semi-ex an sms/tekst/text/ how ever the hell you wanna call the thing!
He wants me to work as his assistant stage manager on the main stage of the HUGE Dance Valley festival. An opportunity I would love, plus it would earn me 250,- euro's... that I really need right now.
But I'm wondering if it's a good idea. If I see him I will start having feelings again, I know I will. I just want to lie low a while. He wants the answer and phoned me yesterday twice (i didn't answer) mailed me (i didn't answer), phoned me again today (i didn't answer), phoned me again now, I did answer. He asked me and I said I needed to think it over and we had to talk about it when he had time. He was on his way out now, so I hung up. He tekst me some bullshit on leaving him in the lurch, there's still 10 days till the festival, plenty of time to find someone else if I decide not to work. I find it difficult moments like these to keep my heart open and not get on the defensive. After all he's put me through with his addiction the past 2 years (Correction-> all I let myself get put through/put myself through, some lessons still to be learned). I wrote him one or two things I'm not proud off. It's better we're over, it's been poisoned. Taking shit for 2 years has turned me into a sewer
The sticky part- Hell I wish it was sex, sadly just the heat, there's a storm brewing. Thank goodness Maybe a walk in the rain would do me some good.
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offleash:
I disagree. Don't take the job, it'll just fuck with your head. Not worth it.
ferretbite:
If you already know that there's nothing to sustain that belief, I think you got a portion of the problem figured out.