it does matter. i need to be able to look at myself in the mirror after all.
but i don't really care what anyone else thinks of me, anymore. and it's not just because of here- i was getting there before too. when... when things went bad after my arrest, and everyone started looking at me differently. i was so mad all the time.
people would whisper about how i was dangerous and part of me was just- 'yeah, i am'
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but i don't really care what anyone else thinks of me, anymore. and it's not just because of here- i was getting there before too. when... when things went bad after my arrest, and everyone started looking at me differently. i was so mad all the time.
people would whisper about how i was dangerous and part of me was just- 'yeah, i am'
being here just makes that part louder.