Today i will be working kn telling my anxiety and low self-esteem to shut the fuck up. If that coke head sound cloud rapper can hold a job so can I. I just have to channel the energy of applying to shit I dont even qualify for and not give a fuck if i think im worthy of it. That doesnt matter, not in this fucking life.
Lowkey a revelation brought about by my fuck buddy i dont talk to a whole lot outside spoicy conversation. Saw a tweet this morning that basically said, “you think youre worth this cock? There are others more worthy of this cock.” While he might not have even been talking about me it bothered me cause what if he was? Then i realized, it doesnt fucking matter. Cause i posted a titty pic to my finsta the other day and not 20 minutes later dic pic in my snapchat and spoicy conversation. It doesnt matter if he thinks im worthy of his cock. He still gave it to me and drove to deliver it to me at my request. And i had a good time. Me and him dont even talk a lot to initiate stuff. So his opinion of wether im worthy or not, my opinion of wether im worthy or not. Irrelevant! Cause i still ended up getting the cock. And thats the energy i need to have bout getting a fucking job. Not crippling anxiety and fear of failure.
