So what if your wierd.
So what if you mess up.
So what if you don't have eyebrows.
So what if your ugly.
So what if you can do it.
So what if you get into trouble.
SO WHAT, IT DOENST MATTER.
Well do ya know what?
I do care. I really do.
People so to me "who cares", whenever I'm anxious about something. But do ya know what someone does care, and that person is ME.
I DO CARE.
I get it I'm probably the only one that cares.
But I'm someone aren't I?
It's hurts me so badly when I've worked so hard on something and I'm really hoping people will like it and I ask my friends,
"Do you think they'll like it",
And they,
"say who cares".
Well I fucking do okay and I had hoped maybe ye did too.
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RandomAll about life. How we go through it and the battles we face, but also the things that help our days.
