People are idiots. I hate most of them, tollerate others, and there are the rare few I like. I don't have many friends anymore, seems like I entered middle school and all the sudden my life is a living hell and my so called friends figured out I'm not as interesting as I use to be, and theres also the fact that most of them have turned into the idiots of society that I do my best to avoid. My life is a mixture of fake smiles and forced emotion in front of people. Alone, well... that's my own buisness. I do many things when I'm alone, maybe because most of the time I am alone. Who knows. Sometimes destructive, other times creative, other times saddening. I think a lot, probably more than I should. I'm quick to judge people, and I don't care if people judge me quickly, because usually how I am when you meet me is how I am the rest of the time. I have one artificial personality that I use in front of most people and I don't fool around with it, because I'm slowly perfecting the art of doing what people expect, even while I'm falling apart on the inside.