…when something just doesn’t seem right.
WHY does my brain refuse to accept the fact that some people just don’t matter?
The people who matter will always be around, no matter what. And the ones who are not around, are not worth spending thought on. I don’t mean I’m going to go and ignore them if I meet them. But neither will I act like I’m honoured and blessed to have met them. They don’t care and neither should I.
Stoopid brain! >_<