pretty, and fun. not that smart, nor that interesting. not really. anyone can be interesting. if you lie. i knew a girl.. a liar. now i look back, what was real? what was fake? probably most of it. but then you have to think, why lie? why do people lie? expectations in this world are set too high for anyone not to lie. so i could be angry, i could be sad. but i’m not, i just want to know whats real and whats not. because who knows anymore?