#felt compelled

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((when those cultists get on your last damn nerve))

I don't care. My entire philosophy is apathy. I don't care who you are. I don't care what you wear. I don't care who you kiss or fuck or hug or sleep with. I don't care what genitals you were born with. I don't care who you don't kiss or don't fuck or don't sleep with. I don't care what level of melatonin is in your skin or whether you have epicanthic eye folds or freckles or moles or hair in weird places or hair in places where it damn well belongs. I don't care if you bend knee to Christ or prostrate yourself before Allah or chant to the Buddha or light incense to the Goddess. I don't care if you think the idea of a divine figure is madness. I don't care if you are mad. I don't care if you can't focus or control your moods or go in public places or stop counting or fight addiction or eating disorders. I don't care if you smoke or drink or party. I don't care if you vote, nor do I care how you vote.  I care about you. I care if you want to talk to me. I care about your feelings. I care that my words could hurt you. I care that you might be hurting, or in need, or just having a bad day and you won't talk to me because you think I might care about some facet of what makes you up. I care whether we have similar interests, so we have something to start the conversation on. I care that we have different views so you can share yours with me. I care about things that may have happened to you, and I care about anything that would prevent you from letting me listen, not talk just listen, as you let them all out. I don't care about people and I never will... but give me a person and I couldn't care more about them. If you're reading this, I care about you. If you see this, even in the unlikely situation where it gets internet famous or whatever, I'm here. I care. I promise.

Now it's time for a cigarette, some blogging, and then some much-needed sleep.