i could take pictures of my daughter, my husband, my friends, upload them, and not have to think or give a mad fuck about what other asswipes are thinking or feeling about the subject matter of my pictures.
i get really tired of giving a shit about other people’s fucking feelings.
truth be told, i’m completely exhausted of people.
by people.
i’m exhausted because of people.
i’m fucking tired of people.
because i’m in awe and hate of how they treat other people.
it disturbs me greatly.
i don’t understand.
and i’m glad that i don’t understand.
for if i did, that would mean that i was one of them.
again, i’m going to take a million and one snips n’ snaps of various pix and do what i want.
i’m tired of hiding my happiness because others live in denial.
other people’s misery is destroying my spirit.
well…only if i give it permission.
