I found myself tonight, as we lost ourselves in time.

These past couple of weeks, I slowly started to realize how I’ve grown to subconsciously stop caring in so many different areas of my life. Things that used to bother me, don’t matter to me anymore. Whether it’s the way I look, or the way I act, I’ve just stopped giving a fuck. I’ve grown to accept me for who I am. That sounded really stupid, but whatever. I know that I don’t have the nicest body, coolest hair, most perfect skin, prettiest face, and whatever else. I know that I’m fucking weird. I know I get extremely awkward when I’m nervous or shy. All I ever do when I’m not working is go out to eat with my friends or go to shows, and I thoroughly enjoy that. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m really boring, and I’d rather be at home than go out to a party. The coolest thing about everything though is that, I’m completely okay with that. I’m really happy about who and where I am at this very moment in life. I feel refreshed and genuinely happy. And I guess with that said, I don’t really understand what the whole point of this post is…………. but life is pretty fucking cool.