Of Job-Hunting, Guilt, and New Promises

I have a job application to Dollar General on the counter in front of me.
Hope it goes well. Turning it in asap. Wish me luck.

Dustin and I are more than likely going our separate ways.
We're just not able to work together.
All he cares about is a relationship (ie, sex) and not about music at all.
I've already told him that I can't be with anyone whose religious views differ from mine, and he was upset by it.
I have to be true to my heart and spiritual mind thugh, and I don't feel any guilt over it.
I'm tired of walking on eggshells around not only him but everyone else.
I'm not going to censor myself anymore.
It's a new promise to myself that I fully intend to keep.

I don't make promises that I can't keep.
I won't be a prisoner to somebody's needs.

Nobody nowhere holds the key to your heart. When love's a possession, it'll tear you apart.