Sometimes Im worried that my friends don’t really like me. I feel like they’re faking their stupid smiles, faking their stupid laughs… God, sometimes I just hate them! But, the truth is, that I need them. I need them to feel good about myself¨; and that is the kind of confession that I’m struggling the most with. I won’t realise it. I keep telling myself that I don’t need anybody, that I’m strong on my own… but that is just a stupid lie…
– the fakest of them all