Start: 11:55pm somewhere in the world. 

In about 5-6 sentences I am going to spit out 

everything I've had on my mind in the last little bit. 

Friends: The subject of great joy and also 

difficulty. Mostly difficult in the area of "making" friends. 

Frustration: Often I find my kindness and investment 

misinterpreted for "interest" and later "different from most women."

Reason: Most "women" people befriend are not genuine or "Like you."

Result: I feel bad for being myself and being true to who I am. 

Subsequent result: Angry, 'cause thats pretty messed up. 

Being kind to someone should 

never leave you in a position to question 

yourself or feeling terrible for being 

yourself. Thats like.. peer pressure. 

Kinda fucked up.