I like people… but I hate them.

I almost always feel comfortable around others in a business sort of setting. When it comes to casual meetings and activities, I want the fuck out. I remember back when I had friends, and we went out to go eat, but I was bored to death. What was there to talk about? We already discussed poop. We talked about sex and food too. What was the point? Friends don’t last, they just come and go. We all run out of things to say, and being stuck in an unfulfilling relationship is… unfulfilling. I don’t get why people are so happy on the TV and outside in the “real world.” It seems fake. I think that deep down, people are real scum, like the average person could be as bad as Hitler if they had the chance to truly express themselves rather than submit to societal discipline. And yes, optimistic hopefuls will talk about how easy it is to kill people if they really wanted to, but I think that most people are just afraid of getting caught.