Apparently and obviously.
I don't like new people coming into my world.
But when you have your own world, you have to make room for reality (sometimes).
In my world, no one is a friend.
Not even my friends.
But they ARE my friends.
But to love me is to take over my world.
I guess this means I live in my head, because no matter the odds stacked against me, I'm still conceited.
~follow the buzzards~