January 30, 2011

retake

dear stepping out of my own slippers diary,

i wish i could find someone just like me. to be my friend. to be able to trust. it would not be hard to instantly trust someone like me. i know how genuine my intentions are, i know the lessons i have learned, i know the mountains i have climbed and i think that is what makes me such a cool person. i am so easy to fuck. people do it all the time. i hate people now. i know that sounds weird because i am so friendly and happy so much of the time. its all a cover. i hate people. nothing personal. as long as you're a stranger to me- i'll like you. and if you're already in my life, i love you. but if you're knocking at my door trying to get in- i have to hate you. it is what it is. everyone is the audience, and you should always be nice to your audience, but the audience shouldn't follow you home. you have to watch out for that. i got the big talk down already.