The "Funny" Book

I Promise I'm Not a Bad Person... For the Most Part.

    I just reread some of the things I wrote. I seem so jaded. God.

    The funny thing is: I hold no grudge. There are very few people I hate in this world (and if I do, assume it's for a good reason) and very few I love. The rest, I'm indifferent towards until they wrong me or my "clan" (friends/ family/ general loved ones/ those I cherish/ my art). If I must use such a stoner/musician word for it, I'm pretty chill.