No Regrets.

Yes, I live my life with, little but bascially, no disclosure... but is that ok?

Is it socially acceptable that I blog about marjuanna?

My therapist, aka my roommate, tells me there's a reason it's called a personal life.

My personal opion is: fuck that.
I'm being honest. If you can't take my honesty than maybe there is something wrong with you, not me. Don't judge me for what I do, especially if your sitting there not telling people what your doing. Maybe that's not your "personal life" but a lie.
However, I do completely believe in a personal life. There is a lot people do not know about me, but at the same time, I really have nothing to hide. Because...
IDGAF

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What it comes down to is:
saying what you mean, versus saying what you want people to think.

Alot of people say, or write, things but it's not really what they mean. I hate underlying meanings. I think there cool and all but life doesn't really have to be a mind fuck.
It's like the movie I saw called "Like Crazy".

I honestly really don't want to talk about this film. It sent me into a tizzy. Granted, it easily could have been my emotions running crazy from my period (that and a mixture of too much new Rihanna) but I'm really not sure.
I would reccomend this film to anyone. I have never been so emotional manipulated by a movie... at the complete wrong time.

PROCEED WITH CAUTION:

even in you are an emotional stable human being, this film is ...like crazy...
so be careful.

But it's definitely something everyone should see, once in there lives. When married. 

I DIGRESS
My point is things don't have to be this crazy. If you know what you want, then go get it. Your the only thing that can stop you from reaching what you want. 

I look at it like this:

I've rather say I've loved and I've lost, then never loved at all. That is one thing I am not afraid of. 

#thisismylifeat21