The F word has become a staple in my 20-something vocabulary. But not in an angry way. In more of a, “I just don’t care what anyone thinks” sort of way.
I wish I hadn’t spent so much time worrying about what other people were thinking about me, or what other people were saying. I wish I didn’t care so much about other people in general. As I get older, I realize that people are going to do what they want, and that there are things that the universe will throw at you that you have no control over. Don’t spend so much of your life caring about the small stuff.
Move on. F*ck it. Live your life.