I’M A FLAKE
I flake out of people, places and situations that no longer serve me.
Not in a “I’m better than thou” way, but more of a “F*ck this sh*t” kinda way. I’ve always felt slightly guilty for it considering the “flake” stigma is less than desireable, though with age? I’ve come to accept it as a gift. That I know when enough is enough, I know when I’m no longer needed, and I know when something has gone stale.
With that, I’ve also flaked out of a lotta good sh*t being too much of a day dreamer / anxious little B – But hey! You’ve gotta live to learn, man!
Or you can read and learn from my sh*t, whichevs!