not worry about what people think of me

my dog a.k.a. my reason for being died an excruciating death on saturday. do i care what people think of me? i THINK not.

had my first “party of one” dining experience today… it was brilliant.

i generally don’t give a flying fuck, but i still have to tell myself that no one else does, either. my goal is to NOT do the latter.

Every day is much easier, more relaxing and more fun. I can’t imagine living differently

yeah

who cares what they think what’s the worst that can happen and at times you are gonna regret not doing it cuz you afraid what they said then doing it and being denied.