Sometimes I feel silly about having a blog that no one reads, but other times I'm glad no one reads it. I'm especially glad that no one I know reads anything I write. Otherwise they would know I'm not who they think I am, I'm not all of these people I pretend to be. They would know that the me that they know is only a facade. They would think I was strange, I'm sure of it. I feel like I'm constantly having to dumb myself down in order to make friends.
Oh I certainly hope I don't sound like an angsty teenager, complaining about how no one understands or accepts them. It's not that the people who surround me wouldn't accept me, I don't know that. I'm just too afraid to give them the chance too.
I don't like people all that much.
