FUCK IT.
JUST FUCK IT.
I asked for a girl’s number at a club once. She just shook her head at me. Whatever. Fuck it. I walked away. I’ll get to know other girls.
My first ever girlfriend didn’t allow me to have sex with her because of God and shit. She manipulated me to break up with her so she could be with her ex, and they were sleeping together. Whatever. Fuck it. Bitches be bitches. I’ve had better relationships after her.
I nearly flunked out of college after my first semester. The dean made me go see him and shit. Whatever. Fuck it. Studied harder after that and doubled my GPA. Graduated eventually. Didn’t give a fuck about other kids who kept comparing grades and based their self-esteem on it.
Dad died when I was only 20. Whatever. Fuck it. Moved on eventually.
I struggle with my business. Whatever. Fuck it. I am learning and I am proud of my art.
I make less money than my peers. Whatever. Fuck it. I don’t spend on needless shit like they do.
Wrote some articles. Nobody read or shared it. Whatever. Fuck it. Continued to write.
The girl I thought I’d marry disappeared on me at the end. Whatever. Fuck her. I don’t need to deal with toxic peoplewho don’t want to act like adults.
Not even sure if anyone would give a shit about this answer. Whatever. Fuck it.
IT’S NOT ABOUT TRYING TO CONVINCE YOUR MIND OR WHATEVER.
Things go wrong all the time. Nobody is perfect. We’re all just playing along and trying to figure it out along the way. This is a fact. Whoever told you otherwise is nothing but a god damn liar.
Just live. Do your shit. Do your work. You’re not an idiot. You learn shit. Just keep on keeping on and stop overthinking the shit out of everything. That’s pointless.
If at this point you feel like you’ve a ton of questions and you’re like, “But, but, but…”
Whatever, just, whatever, okay?
Fuck it.
It will be okay.
