Sometimes it's really hard to muster the strength to be nice to people; to actually engage in an interesting convereation. It's weird that I go to such lengths to avoid cruelty to animals, but when it comes to people I'm finding it harder and harder every day to have sympathy for them. I would hate myself simply on the basis that I am human, if I didn't have so many other reasons. I used to believe there ws good in people, and sometimes I kid myself that there is, but then I look at this world, where LIVING BREATHING FEELING human and non human creatures are objectified and (quite literally) stuffed down people's throats, a society where we pay for degradation and pain by the pound. It's taken how many billion years for us to get here and screw everything up? Congratufuckinglations.