Over the past year I've just stopped caring about things. No big life changes have struck me lately, and while I admit I do care about a close group of people (namely my family), I find it hard to look at my fellow man and frankly give a damn about anyone else. I happen to have a lot of friends around me at all times, but I've gotten better at hiding my real emotions or rather, the lack thereof. I still help people and am courteous, but mostly because I know that behaving like this is what is accepted in society. I've reached a point in my life where I have no feelings for pretty much anything. I'm not excited about the things that used to excite me, I'm not afraid or sad about the things that used to upset me. The main feeling that I do still possess would have to be anger. Sometimes when I look at people I just get so mad at little things that I need to go lay down. I recognize that I used to be a very caring individual, so while my new change doesn't neces
I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.