Well today was once again another great day. *lying* I was in a good mood and everything was fine, until…I don’t even know. Things get fucked up so easy anymore. Apparently everyone hates me, which I find to be interesting, considering most, not all, of them I didn’t even do anything to ever. At least the people I hate I have actually talked to and got to know a little bit before I decided I didn’t like them, I love the people that never talked to me in their life or don’t know anything about me at all and yet still hate me. How does that work exactly? And why is it never enough to just dislike someone, why do they have to go around running their mouth about me when they don’t even know anything about my life? Can’t you just not like me? Can’t you just avoid me? I don’t understand people, at all. I’m not gonna sit here and say I never talk about people, cause that would be the biggest lie in the world, but at least the people I talk about I have reason, whether you think they are worthwhile or not, for not liking them. And I wouldn’t even talk about people at all if they weren’t brought up every five seconds in casual conversation when you know damn well I hate them. Don’t talk about them and expect me to say wonderful things about them, cause I can’t. I am so sick of people acting like preschoolers. I’m sick of people turning people against other people. I’m sick of people saying whatever the hell they want to me and not thinking once about how I feel. I’m sick of people constantly talking about people behind their backs and acting like they are best friends with them to their face. I’m sick of that shit. I’m sick of people doing things to spite other people and make them angry. I don’t ruin your life; I’d appreciate it if you would stop trying your damnedest to ruin mine. And how about this shocker, I hate less people than all of you think, especially now that things are different with me. I don’t take stuff as seriously as before, I don’t get mad quite as easy. I’ve learned to live with people, some I never will, but that’s life. I don’t go out of my way to make someone feel bad, never have never will. I’m not the type of person to do that, I mean maybe I’m wrong, and I’m sure there are a million people that agree with that, but maybe, just maybe there are one or two that will say I’m not, and if there isn’t, well then, I dunno, I guess I really am the horrible person everyone is making me out to be…