December 9, 2002
I can recall not being invited to parties throughout my life because people have always found me too negative in everyday situations. I prefer to think of it as realism, as intellectual cynicism. But most people I have known throughout the years find my particular flavor of observation a little too bitter for their taste. It's a vicious circle. My mother told me lies about myself. I grew up expecting not to be liked which makes people not like me. Ultimately, I'm an extremely sensitive person. I deserve better. And if they won't see the gentle kind me, fuck ‘em.