Aug 23, 2005 22:31
I've been realizing a lot of things lately. Mostly about people. People are definatly not who they seem, a good amount of the time. Some people i know these days are so fake and two faced, and way too into the drama for my taste.
"Those who matter wont care, and those who care dont matter."
Yet another phrase that is completely true. I have a good amount of great people in my life, and that number will only increase as i continue to meet more people, and sift out the bad ones. I have no problem eliminating the people that choose to take sides, say one thing and do another, and who just really need to grow up.
I don't care what people think of me.
But some things are said that i just can't believe people come up with. And so many personal things have been made into things worse than they actually are; some people just cannot be trusted. It's so fucked up how you try to trust someone with things and they just turn on you the second they get pissed off. Things have just gone too far these days.
I do not regret anything i do.
And i a l w a y s learn from my mistakes and go on with life. And concerning the tattoo, it's on my body because that is exactly where and how i wanted it. Twenty years from now, the bullshit that is going around will not even come into my head, because i got it for me and it had nothing to do with anyone else. I hate the drama that people love to create, and i hate when it keeps going. From now on i know to watch what i say, who i say it to, and who i let into my life. So if any of you want to judge, go ahead [and fuck off], but learn to keep your comments to yourself and get over the words and lies and bullshit and cruelty, it just leads to nothing but hurtful things that i'm sure no one has time for at this point in our lives.
I am not a bad person, and i don't deserve such fucked up things said about me [no one does], and the people who are real with me and real with themselves, and actually take time to not just listen to the gossip that goes around about EVERYONE, know that. And that's all that matters.
We are all living our own lives now, so can we leave the highschool shit closed up in the yearbooks? Let me live my own life, and leave me alone if you only want to start problems.