Not a big fan of vent posts, but i saw lots of these here and it is way to show a bit of my personality, which i don´t usually do.
So i guess i should come forward and tell you i´m.. happy. Worrysomely happy for months on end. You know this "don´t hold your feelings, it´s bad" talk? Bollocks. Did it so much, anger or sadness swings don´t last more than minutes before i return to my unshakable mood. This is in huge part helped by my cheapskate habits, with standards so low i rarely fall out of a comfort zone. Whenever a given situation annoys me, i ask "do i deserve any better?", usually resulting in a resounding "no". Reap what you sow, right? As such, i came to terms with being a loner, of sorts, and it bugs me how people in similar positions despair for attention, but let´s not dwelve into it.
As for the picture, even if i never did anything -that- extreme, it´s related to my "stuntman" rep around my friends. I must admit my danger awareness is awful (I´d even say i have a physical advantage to climbing high places and whatnot), so why not make the cool things it wouldn´t let me do? Awful part is i once ended up in a psychologist because people confused my "acts" with suicidal tendencies. Far from that. In fact, it leads to another factor: (EDGELORD WARNING) I can´t die without paying back my parents, as much as they object the need for it. I legit don´t get all this "love" hype. Any music, movie, commercial out here treats it as life´s sole purpose, wtf. I have a dry perception of "favors" as "affection currencies", and being the cheapskate i am, i hate being in debt. As such, even though i enjoy helping other people, i try as hard as possible to be independent and not to rely on anyone else.