Certain people don’t matter to me anymore. I’ve put up with their trash for so long—I’m finally ploughing my mind out of the gutter. :P
It actually feels good, a thick layer of stress off my shoulder. It feels good to not care about or buy their crap; sometimes when I chance upon one, I just laugh like every particle of oxygen in the air is replaced by nitrous oxide. Entertainment ftw!
My only regret is that I’ve only done this now. I could’ve done this long, long ago. I wasted a precious amount of time, but what can I do? Must live in the present and believe what I hold in my heart to be true.