i'm finally at that point of my life where i don't care what people think of me.
i'm not a nice person.
i can count the good things i've done for other people.
but i'm not bad, either.
and that's okay.
i'm done trying to be a perfect anything.
i figured that this attitude might not win me friends
but even then, i know that it'll win me the people i need.
dr seuss said it once:
those who mind don't matter,
and those who matter don't mind.
i'm finally happy being me.
imperfect me -
stubborn, childish, emotional.
and i'm not going to be sorry for flicking away the people who can't see that.