I've Come to the Realization...

When I'm alone, I've noticed that I'm a much more likeable person. I like me when I am aimless and dreaming and just plain talking to myself so I can figure shit out without it getting all jumbled up in my brain. For some reason, with people around I just don't like who I am. I'm far too over the top crazy to deal with the real world. I stutter. And I get so vehemently passionate that I lose myself in words that I don't want coming out of me. And I'm fake. So goddamn bloody fake. Just to avoid confrontation. I never thought I'd be like that- I cannot imagine myself admitting this a year ago. But we're all fake in front of those who watch us. And maybe it's better that way- but maybe it's only going to kill me in the long run.