Everyone Else's Agenda
I am fucking sick of serving everyone else's agenda except my own.
For the most part, the world does not care about you.
So why the fuck do I care back?
Care too much back, even.
Maybe that is the million dollar life lesson.
How do I stop caring without becoming a total self serving piece of shit? Exactly like the ones I am surrounded by. The ones that are everything wrong with the fucking world.
Simple...stop caring about all the wrong things and wrong people. Just fucking cut them off. FUCK THEM.
Then take all that wasted caring and give it back to yourself and the few people and things that do matter.
Become your own Robin Hood
I am so fucking full of parasites, I don't even know where to start. And they have to go one by one. Like quills being ripped from under your skin.
If "no one" cares what happens to you, not only do you have to stop caring back, you really have to step up. You have to care what happens to yourself. Take full and complete responsibility. And take no prisoners and no shit. The train's coming. Get on or get the fuck out of the way.
Supposedly, once you relieve yourself of the expectation and constant disappointment in some sort of warm fuzzy humanity, things will start falling into place.
Maybe I need to get mad.
Something seriously has to change.
I have to stop wasting my life.
For the most part, the world does not care about you.
So why the fuck do I care back?
Care too much back, even.
Maybe that is the million dollar life lesson.
How do I stop caring without becoming a total self serving piece of shit? Exactly like the ones I am surrounded by. The ones that are everything wrong with the fucking world.
Simple...stop caring about all the wrong things and wrong people. Just fucking cut them off. FUCK THEM.
Then take all that wasted caring and give it back to yourself and the few people and things that do matter.
Become your own Robin Hood
I am so fucking full of parasites, I don't even know where to start. And they have to go one by one. Like quills being ripped from under your skin.
If "no one" cares what happens to you, not only do you have to stop caring back, you really have to step up. You have to care what happens to yourself. Take full and complete responsibility. And take no prisoners and no shit. The train's coming. Get on or get the fuck out of the way.
Supposedly, once you relieve yourself of the expectation and constant disappointment in some sort of warm fuzzy humanity, things will start falling into place.
Maybe I need to get mad.
Something seriously has to change.
I have to stop wasting my life.