Death is afraid of me.
Walk away from it all. All the bullshit. That's what people tell me. I try, but it likes to follow you like a lost puppy, therefore it really isn't all that easy to ignore. I just recently found out my "best friend" is through with me. By another friend, and then from her xanga. Funny how these things work, isn't it? What is this world coming to? I think I'm just done with a whole lot of people. I'm not going to talk to anyone. Just a few people. No more than 5. Because the rest of them are fake. Frauds. All of it. I hate people. I'm really better off without them around me, although many people choose to disagree. Life would be better if people didn't bother me with their petty little faults. A real issue would be nice for a change. I hate the drama. It's useless...