people always leave.

I'm done apologizing for the mistakes I've made. Whats the point in growing up if you cannot learn from them? Some of these decisions I've made in the last month, do not even phase me. So when other people find out about said decisions, and I receive their reaction, why do i care so much? What is the point in caring so much that I get worried or make myself sick? I've been living my life, by my rules. Not giving a shit about what people have thought until he happened. I do things on a whim, when and where I please. I tend to live in the moment, and not regret that moment afterwards.. If you cannot accept this about me. Then there is no point in going further. Everyone has a past. It doesn't define your present, nor will it foreshadow your future. I control my destiny. Not some special force or unseen power. ME. I do. What I do with my life, what I've done, is of no relevance now. I'm confident in who I am. That is the most important concept to me right now. Whether you like it or not. This is me.
Take it or leave it.

"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view – until you climb into his skin and walk around in it." – Atticus Finch