I’ve changed a little these past days. My appreciation for being alone has gone up. Loneliness is not a bad thing.
I have increasingly become more and more disgusted by public transit and public washrooms. I wore gloves when I held onto the handles on the train and I’ll probably wear gloves in the summer as well. Sure, I’ll look weird but I don’t really care about that.
Damn, I have been quite rude to some people in the past. I’ve rejected hugs from people and also told a close friend blatantly to stop touching my arm when I was a teenager.
I am me,
I don’t change for the likes of others