K, so like, you don’t give a fuck what people think right?
You’re your own person and damn proud of it and anyone who doesn’t like it, well you don’t give a fuck.
OR, do you ever think that what you really mean, is that you hope people know that you don’t give a fuck what they think?
So really, you do give a fuck what they think, and therefore you worry about what the fuck they think, so in reality, you actually give a fuck what they think, because you hope that they know that you don’t give a fuck.
…It’s like not giving a fuck has become a style of its own, an identity that everyone wishes they could take on.
People wanna incorporate it into there lifestyle, into their everyday habits and the very core of their personality and how you relate to them on a daily basis.
It’s like the ultimate freedom, no restrictions in your relationships with others or your choices in life. It would be like the ultimate dream come true. Like a switch you could constantly have off.
Someone can’t accept you for you, then you don’t give a fuck.
If a girl doesn’t like you for who you are then you don’t give a fuck.
You wanna tattoo “punk rock” or “fuck cops” on your neck and dye your hair green because you don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks.
You wanna smoke and drink without worry, go ahead because you don’t give a fuck.
But who can live like that?
But who can live like that?
On some levels, it’s our insecurity that makes us human.
It’s our longing to give a fuck, that insane willingness to care so much for something that doesn’t show you the same care back, that’s what makes us human.
To care what someone thinks when you know they care less for what you think, if even at all.
Our imperfections run our lives and torment us, so do we try to become more secure with ourselves by accepting our imperfections, embracing them, and turning them into a form of strength?
In the form of “I don’t give a fuck what you think” because I’m me.
In reality, if you didn’t give a fuck, would you respond to the idea at all?
To not care is to not acknowledge, in a way. If you didn’t give a fuck, truly, would you care to even mention it?
I feel that when we don’t acknowledge one another, in a small way, we are not acting human. So when we claim to not give a fuck what someone thinks, I think we are lying to them and ourselves. Because at the end of the day you either give a fuck, or you hope they know that you don't. We all may have those people in our lives or from our past in which we truly don't give a fuck what they think. But are we really just lying to ourselves? Is it really just a mechanism for dealing with life?
Then comes along that person where you do give a fuck. What they think means everything to you, and sometimes, you just don’t even know why. Why you invest so much time, effort, worry, sleepless nights, distracted days, and unproductive work hours into thinking about why you even give a fuck what this person thinks of you. Especially when you know they could care less how you feel, or what you’re thinking. Yeah, but that's a whole other tangent entirely.
