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“Fuck it.”

After the trainwreck I like to call “Andrew,” I decided to take things at face value, and have people take me at face value as well. My life motto at its simplest is: “Fuck it.” I am generally apathetic about most things in life, and seem to form little to no opinion because there’s a big chance I’m going to yell out, “Fuck it,” to it anyway. I really can’t be fucked to care sometimes, and other times I just know that life is short, so I might as well do it anyway.

I say “fuck it” to new experiences because God knows (as well as I do) that life is too fucking short. Yes, I will probably piss my pants if I go into that haunted house or ride that roller coaster. Yes, I’ll probably get kicked out for punching that bitch in the face. But hey! Life is way too short to be scared of everything. We spend more time dead than we do alive— we also spend 1/3 of our lives asleep. So why not wake the fuck up and do something productive? (Or not productive.) I’m not saying that you should go out and do every fucking thing possible on the god damn planet— I’m saying, if there’s something out there for you to do, why not try it? Try something new. 

I say “fuck it” to relationships because if someone can’t stand to eventually appreciate all my flaws and quirks: then why should I be with them? I never go out of my way to impress anyone because people that are truly worth your time (and those you should really be spending time with) are the ones that love you for everything you are. They are the ones who are probably going to end up stuck in jail with you, and the ones who drive you to get Mexican or Indian food when you’re having pseudo-pregnant cravings. And truly, when you get down to actually spending  your time with someone and wanting to commit yourself to them (at least for a short period of time), don’t you want someone who will love you enough to respect you when you do something that bothers them? Yes, there are all these flaws inherently born within us, but if it’s that bad, a good person will respectfully tell you what’s bothering them— and from there you can either accept it or not. 

I say “fuck it” to basically everything, because it keeps me from being hurt, or from getting too deep with people. There are very few times where I won’t say “fuck it,” and I’ll actually allow myself to care. As much as it pains me to say this, but I wish I allowed myself to do this more often. I would be able to keep up more functional relationships and friendships if I just allowed myself to care deeply about people that I want to keep close to me. Sometimes, the whole “fuck it” thing steers people away.

And that’s what I’m doing with you.