I hate how I am such a sarcastic angry bitch around people. It's no wonder no one wants to hang with me. I'm bad company.
But I'm not like this to everyone. It seems the farther away from Berkeley they are, the less sarcastic angry and bitch-like I am to them.
What is wrong with me? How do I control myself.
On a completely separate note...
The best lie is the truth.
The best lie is one that even the liar him/herself believes to be the truth. When one can't tell the difference between reality and a lie. That is incredibly scary.
Why do people even lie? What is the purpose behind hiding the truth?
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