Wanna know what I’m sick of? I’m sick of fakeness. I’m sick of people that bitch and bitch and bitch, but don’t do anything about it. I’m sick of weak, wishy washy people. I’m sick of accepting crap because things will never change. I’m sick of holding in my feelings because I don’t want to rock the boat. I’m sick of worrying about what anyone else thinks about me or what I say or what I look like.
I’m not perfect. Not in the least. But I’m real. I may have my insecurities, but at the same time, I know who I am. If you don’t want my opinion, then keep your bitching to yourself. I’m not going to keep helping you and giving you advice if you’re going to second guess me every second. Whats the point? You’re wasting my time and stressing me out because you can’t think for yourself. This is who I am. If you don’t like it, then that’s your problem.
whew. i feel much better, thanks internet.
