---; “ everyone here knows you don’t care. ”
⋘ @vigvr ⋙ .six-word sentences
Sound of can clanking against asphalt resounds down dank alleyway, hood tossed over head to escape from falling droplet. He’s bored, if that wasn’t evident enough, wasting time in those days were dance practice wasn’t filling up schedules. To him, Korea was a boring place foreign land to which he’d only known for three years; despite being full in his nationality, he found California soil to be his homeland. Place which had defined him as a child and eventually as a man. Even going to means of adopting his Upon hearing mere observation, Gabriel can not help but allow chuckle to slip past parting tier; pearly whites of denticle barely visible. ❝yeah? Everyone?❞ It’s not a first for him to hear comment. Those hushed whispers of ‘asshole’ or ‘sleaze’, the guy who didn’t care about anyone, anything that didn’t involve himself or his own personal gain.
It was true, partially. A life choice to simply not care more than needed. No cliche behind his decision like that of past broken heart or some kind of ‘bad boy’ story. Gabriel just desired not to care about anything aside from his future career. ❝So what? Care or not, what does it matter. As long as it doesn’t have to deal with becoming who I want to be or what I want to accomplish, why should I care.❞ Hurting others didn’t matter, people hurt one another everyday, what did it matter if he did as well. This world was a cruel one and in order to survive one needed to become just as cruel or be swallowed up by the mass. ❝Was there a point to that? or is this one of these self intervention deals? Enlighten me.❞
