(Source: nothisisntasif)
January 11th 2011
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I’m not perfect
Why can’t people just accept me for who I am? They always want more from me. I’m only human, why pick at my flaws? I’m fully aware what I’m like, I don’t need people to point it out and make me feel guilty for it.
I received a text the other day saying “It’s time you take a look in the mirror, are you happy with yourself?”
I know full well I’m not perfect, but no one is.
I mean, what do you expect me to do? Turn around and change just because you took a dig at me? Turn around and change 21 years of what I’m use to just because you rant at me?
Ok, so I’m harsh. My views and attitudes have worked for me, they keep me going. Don’t critisise the way I live and my values; the way I’ve been brought up.
Sorry I don’t cry, because my tears have never solved any of the problems I’ve encountered.
Sorry I don’t sit around and worry about things, cos it’s just a waste of my time where I can spend it solving the problem at hand.
Sorry I don’t feel sympathy, I was bought up with a stiff upper lip and a resolve to tackle anything that comes my way.
Sorry if it seems I don’t care, I was never shown how to. I just deal with things as they come. Shit happens, but they go in hand with the good things as well.
Life isn’t a problem to be solved, but an experience to be lived.
