When does the judgement end?

If I want to shave half my head…

If I want to pierce multiple places on my body…

If I want my clothes to NOT match…

If I want to wear boots year ‘round…

If I love the way cat eye glasses look….

If I want a half sleeve, whole sleeve, or a back piece….

If I want to live in an empty house…

If I want to throw paint at my walls…

If I want to walk and walk until my legs give out…

If I wish I could light every candle in my room…

If I want to sit in my room, lights off, and just breathe…

Who gives a shit?

Since when did we all become the holder of judgement?

Why the fuck does anyone take it upon themselves to look down their nose at others?

Why does intimidation have to be the answer to everything…followed by violence…

What would it hurt to just walk the fuck away?

It would be too easy to walk away, that’s why.

People are so ready to stand ground and act tough, throw fists, say horrible things to each other.

I’ve never understood why.

Why everyone feels so desperate to not be “alone”.

Why everyone is so quick to label everyone and everything.

I’m just irritated, all the time.

Because the “he said she said” never stops…

No one’s happy unless they are saying nasty things about someone else.

No one takes the time to make their lives interesting to themselves anymore.

Gotta please everyone else, no matter what it takes.

No matter if it puts someone else at stake.

No matter if they backstab 1,000,000 fucking people.

Constantly needing the next best thing and leaving the most emotionally, and personally valuable behind in the dirt. 

I am totally content to sit in my bedroom alone with Third Eye Blind blaring from my computer and create things, so that whatever’s in my head can come to life and I don’t have to think about it anymore. 

I’m such a creative person…

I wish there were more like me.