my mother thinks im crazy because she cant fathom that i love my life but hate the majority of human kind. I dont see how its so hard to fathom that i love the ocean and the sky and the trees and the stars and my family and matt and gentle people but i hate greed and war and selfishness and vanity. she thinks i should just deal with these things and that i wont be happy until i do. why cant she understand that I am happy i just dont want to accept the shit thats happening in our world. i shouldnt have to. why is it that a decent person is considered a lunatic. its the fakers of the world that are lunatics. i refuse to fake.