lesson learned
if i cared at all about what people think and what people say, i would only be worse off. for one, 99.9% of these people i could care less about. also, it isn’t as if the things they said or thought even has any merit towards me or my life. mouths full of shit are always going to spew, people are always going to talk. if this is the only thing i’ve learned through the years, it is that when you start caring about all things that don’t matter, you grow to become so bitter and so heavy. i don’t want any more baggage than what i put on myself, let alone worry about the things that are…worthless to me. i care about the people that deserves it, i listen to the people that i respect, my attention and effort goes towards people i love. everything else doesn’t matter, won’t matter, can’t matter even if it tried. bitches will be bitches, haters are gonna hate. i left high school ages ago, don’t ever plan on going back. so if they insist, they can keep wasting their breath, and those that want to listen can keep wasting their time. i still sleep just fine every night.
