I don’t care

IMG_20170511_015608_694_mh1495828177280

Ceiling of bird conservatory

IMG_20170526_124648_385

Spider plant flowers extending over peace lily

Winning does not make me feel happy, and losing does not make me feel sad. With that being said, I am not competitive at all. Sometimes I lose arguments on purpose and I have no problems apologizing to people. To me, it’s not a question of pride but rather a lack of interest to engage in that interaction.

I hardly catch myself feeling jealous of another person. Some people are really accomplished but I either feel happy for them or I don’t care at all. ‘Not caring’ may sound bad but it’s not. *Shrugs*

1495676271424s

Back

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.

1490677143714s_mh1490677646896

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,

and unfortunately

I don’t change for the likes of others

easily.