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No one matters to me except me

I was waiting at a bus stop
This guy yelled some derogatory shit at me from his car
I shot him twice and ran back home
That was five years ago
I think I'm safe now
I used to be real paranoid about the whole thing as you can expect
I used to have dreams about the pigs coming into my room and hauling me off to prison
Nothing ever happened
Looking back at it now, I feel ok about it
I didn't know the guy, so I really don't care
I used to think that there was something wrong with me because I didn't feel guilty about it
You do what you do and that's it
You only have to answer to yourself
You don't have to think about what anyone else thinks of you
It took me five years to come to that conclusion
You know everyone says that they don't care about what people think of them but you know that they do
I had to waste someone to figure out that no one matters to me except me
It makes life easy
The only thing that will fuck you up in life is other people's expectations
Don't waste your time with people
They'll slow you down every time
Take this idea, sit with it and understand the motive behind it all
You know I'm right
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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