Who gives a damn

I have a feeling this addition will come off sounding like a bit of a bitch session, but guess what? I don't care because this is my blog and I can, well, rant if I want to. It's just that today it occurred to be that yet again you can't trust anybody or even begin to. Okay, let me exclude a few people here, like my mother, but for the most part we are out for ourselves and ourselves alone.

So is this a bad thing? Not necessarily. I know me, I know what I like, I know what I need, what I want....or do I? Oh you see, this is where I can begin to get all deep and crap. So think I will spare all of you my 'dark pre-teen depressive child' self and just buck up and get the hell over things. So it doesn't always end up the way you want, you can't always have what you want, but so what. Perhaps life really is too short to spend more than a few moments (or a blog entry for that matter) worrying about things that have little to no importance in the grand scheme of things. Does he like me? Who effin cares?! Do I look ugly today? Probably, so put on a damn smile and fake it - or globs of makeup, that can always help. Will life work out for me? Will I make good money? Will I be happy? Blah, blah, bah. Moral of the story: Just be you, be happy and live each day to the fullest and stop worrying about dumb ass things, and especially dumb as mutha fuckin idiots who can't....oh forget it.