Is it true that the older you get, the less fucks you give?

Very true. I’ll be 71 on Thursday, and for most things, it’s “whatever “. There just isn’t time or energy to waste on petty crap.

In a way. I guess you start to recognize and care less about the trivial things but more about the important ones.

Totally true. As a 23 year old I give way less crap about things than I did 5 years ago. I can't imagine what will happen in 10 years from now (if I will be alive by then).

True, but even in my youth I never gave a fuck!

I'm about twenty years older than your mother.In a sense, I agree with her; I've learned to not to sweat the small shit, accept that I'll screw up, be satisfied with doing the best I can, and (usually) laugh at my own fuck-ups. I care a whole lot less about how strangers perceive me than I did when I was younger, although I never worried about that all that much even then.

But in other ways, I'm a lot less tolerant and accepting than I was back when I was in my twenties and still trying to figure out the world. Back then, I could accept that people had different opinions, I believed they were all deserving of respect and I didn't judge. Over the last few decades though, I've come to the conclusion that the world is full of idiots, and an awful lot of them have strong opinions that are delusional, harmful to themselves, their communities and humanity in general, and quite a few of them are utterly batshit crazy.

I havent stopped giving fucks Ive just accepted the game of life isnt fair but you have to still have to play

I’m only 25 so not the most experienced on this subject but I certainly don’t care about random people’s opinions or rude comments as much as I once did. There are still areas I could improve in but one day this asexual will truly have no more fucks to give *ba dum tss*

Older you get the more you realize life sucks and care less abd less. Why do you think old people are so damn crabby?

I agree as I've gained more perspective and inight.

It works in two ways I think. I mean, you don’t spend so long fretting over smaller stuff (but that can happen if you suppress yourself too much and get an anxiety buildup) but there are other things.
It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar
It's habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's your car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed your brain
It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
It's the way others are giving knowledge
slow with thought control and subtle hints
It's rubbing it, It's itching it, It's applying cream
It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams in your dreams
It's the monsters that you conjure, It's the marijuana
It's embarrassment, displacement, it's where you wander
It's your genre, It's Madonnas videos
It's game shows, cheap liquor, blunts,
and bumper stickers with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the economy, the houses, it's the stress levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil' and too many pills
It’s christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's mentholated, It's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breathIt's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, incomplete
It's in the streets, every city and everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons
It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit
It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat
It's the winter , the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the forms you’re always filling out for someone
It's that need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention
It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loose, it's out for retribution,
it's mental pollution and public execution
It's the nails that keep your hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake news
That spews and confuse
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes

The more you grow the less fucks that you give people.