There was this one time, I was talking to a friend of mine. He opened up to me about his life problems, and what he thinks about them, etc.
I was happy for him, as despite all the tribulations that he has to endure, he thinks thoroughly about them, not being selfish and take a simple solution to solve everything.
He thinks about the repercussions of all the actions that he may take in life, the impact that they will have upon his family and close friends.
People say that you shouldn't judge a cover by its book, and it gave me a glimpse of happiness to see someone is better than me.
People often judge me wrongly and think too highly of me. I am not what they reckon I am. I am this beast, with dual personalities, a stupid psycho.