Photographer friends + noodle hair doodler me + dry erase wall = this.
I’ve come across these two words by many people in the past couple of months, mainly men who either want to hang out to “get to know me” or who want to hook up (fuck you).
I prioritize myself and my work. Is that a bad thing? I am far from being extroverted and love time to myself whenever I get to sit down and indulge in myself, to have a run around the borough I call home. I send you messages to let you know I am still there, you are still in my life, I am responding. The only thing that is missing is the physical aspect of me being right there in front of that person as time ticks away when, in actuality, I could be desperately trying to catch up on programming and design assignments.
There is no empathy.
People do not care.
Do not demand to be prioritized when you cannot do the same for someone else.
'cause I want you so much
But I hate your guts
I hate you