Things are never as they seem

people are strange creatures. we have this weird obsession with knowing everything and what we don't know we imagine. in addition to this i have a habit of sharing everything.

I want people to know everything about me to such an extent that I care not for secrets or private thoughts. i am a strange person and the less people know about me the more likely they are going to misinterpret my words and actions. the more they know about me, i assume, the better they will understand and appreciate me or become so offended that I realize i have no need or desire to have them in my life which is still beneficial to me.

god, I wish everyone were that way. sometimes i get so obsessed with wondering what people are thinking about me that it drives me insane! if people have negative thoughts it's just so much easier to deal with them when they're out in the air. if i'm misinterpreting their thoughts i would like to know even more.

oh well.