I have a dark sense of humor that sometimes concerns my friends but at the same time I'm very happy and bubbly on the outside before you get to meet me. I don't like meeting people or talking to people or working with people or even seeing people sometimes, I really don't like socializing with people unless they are from books. Because people are mean since they gain your trust and cause you to care before they decide to hurt you and use everything you've told them against you. The world is a terrible place and I've recently begun to stop trying to find all the good because I was living in a delusion. Everyone lies to you and we're all gonna die one day.

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