So I bought a hat. A hat not many people like. But I like it.
It's flat-billed.
I didn't think it was possible to feel physical pain from a comment, but I guess what they say is true. A particular someone said something particularly hurtful. I was sad.
But now I'm over it.
Why? Because I'm sick of not doing the things that I want to do. I want to not procrastinate. But I do it. The reverse is also true. I came literally this close )( those are my fingers by the way, to going to Alex's party. Why? I honestly don't know. I just wanted so bad to do something that I didn't really want to do. So now I've formed a game plan.
Lastly, I don't think this hat is going anywhere, because I don't care what you think anymore. If you don't like me because of the hat, well, I don't like you either.
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