bunniebun

me last night: that shit me .2 seconds later: i wanna get hit by a car so i dont have to work

ill miss the worker singing and yelling and flipping me off when i order from there forcing them to work ill miss the mindless folding and driving and tips ill miss when i have to be reminded that my check is in because no body ever told me its every other Friday ill miss being alone with the closing manager late at night ill miss placing labels with loud music playing to signify an order was placed i wont miss answering calls ill miss driving people home and ill miss watching the lights turn out and the fridge casting light across the room and holding the door open when we walk to to the dumpster and ill miss saying welcome back, good luck, and good night

i hate that i know i wont keep contact with those i will come to love i hate that even if i did it would not be in person that it would be rare

do you grow sad as you realize you are happy do you cry not of joy but of sorrow when you know you will love your time. i enjoy where i work where i live and who i work with i love seeing maddie kat and logan and zack i love when a driver is nice because she wants to leave early i love them yes i still mess up and no i still dont have the hang of it and no i dont know any one that well but im happy for the fisrt time in so long im happ not only with wwork but awhile ago i reconected with a friend i love her we talk of moving in together its possible now we arent in school we have jobs but she isnt near me id move an hour away where ther is more work avaliable and more to do in our time off but i dont want to leave whats made me happy but i ofcourse now its impossible to stay i need to move forward and try to achive my goals to better myself and work doing what i love and i cant not here so i will have to sever myself from joy to only be thrown into too many bills too much stress maybe school maybe work i have to force myself to be unhappy for any chance of joy