I don't really think I care anymore of what you think of me. I don't care if you think I'm the most repulsive person alive. Or if I'm the most rudest person alive.
I'm fine with being myself.
I'm fine with walking in a store with baggy clothes on, eating a liter of soda and burping in public.
I'm fine with walking in a store and dancing around, even if people think I'm crazy.
I'm fine with singing loudly in my car and dancing around even if I don't think people are watching me. I'm fine with looking like a complete dork.
I'm fine with my temper, and my flaws.
I'm fine with my whole cocky self.
Honestly, I'm me. So I should just enjoy being myself and not try to be somebody else.

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Whispers
Short Storya book that is just my thoughts, influenced by many, but decided to write them down on a piece of simple internet paper. Whispers #758 Short Stories on 6.15.14