its not hard to fall...
I'm beginning to think that this world isn't made for me. I value certain qualities that many others apparently find inherently disposable: honesty, morality, decency, etc. The more people I meet the more I begin to dount the future of my social inhabitance. I have my close circle of friends who I can rely on to keep the world moving, but these outsiders are really getting to me. The main reason I say this is because I haven't figured out how to tell the difference between bullshit and sincerity. Just when I think it's one, the other rears it's ugly head. How is a 21-year-old supposed to sort all this out? Between the charming remarks and the indearing witticism, I lose my head half-way between reality and ambiguity. It's hard to get back on the track to normalcy with all this bullshit blocking your path.