As i grow older, i'm really starting to not give a f*** about what others think of me.
Life has enough obstacles to give a damn about others, what more about their perceptions about you.
I am selfish for doing whatever i like with little regard to social norms. I am, but so what?

Sometimes, ok.. pretty often,
i cant help but sense how fortunate most of my friends are.
i feel that they are fortunate because they have a hearty breakfast in the morning, and when they return home, they have dinner laid on the table for them. They don't have to worry about the bills or the day where they have to support their family.
My life is vastly different and i wonder why.
The things they worry about.. having a bf, branded goods, friendship problems, etc, seem so minute to me.
Me? all i think about is how to improve my happiness index.
People around you can give you bad days, but you cant count on them to give you good days.

It should not be wrong to be selfish; to what extent are you selfless?
All those worries that i have listed above, dont they all point back to one person, which is yourself?
does that make you selfish too?
maybe i don't know what others are going through, maybe then we could change shoes?