“Asshole.”

Being called an asshole is an hour to hour thing for me, legit incredibly common.

I understand why. I am rude, I am ridiculously blunt, fucking selfish and completely indifferent to just about everything I don’t take an interest in. But then everyone’s some of these things, they just don’t come out with it, they hide behind their “politeness” and their partial truths. So wouldn’t those people be assholes too? Cause if I think you are a piece of garbage, I tell you on your face and not behind your back.

But alas, this isn’t about everyone else. It’s about me.

I don’t really like being called an asshole… well cause in my eyes I’m not. By no means am I good person, a good partner, or a good friend. But I don’t think I’m a horrible person cause I’m way too honest for my own good… I mean at the end of the day it’s my perspective, and I am just one irrelevant fuck so WHY DOES IT REALLY FUCK WITH PEOPLE SO MUCH WHEN I’M BLUNT.

This seems awfully redundant as I write this so I’ll stop here.

I’m hoping to post daily, even if it’s not always critical analysis of my identity. Let’s see how it goes.