in their condescending way, like there is something really wrong with me, and they’re some saint. Lying busy-bodies have made my life a nightmare for years. Everything they accuse you of, someone like them, did it. They love lying about me, because I try to avoid them. Other people, who can’t leave you alone, always complaining about people not working. When you were young enough to make enough money, to become independent, they were always sabotaging everything, so you wouldn’t make much money. They still do these things. I really think; they just expected people to be slaves and take the worst jobs, they didn’t want, even though they’ll never be smart enough for the jobs, I could have gotten. They also think I sit around thinking about strangers. I don’t. I never have. If I had a crush on someone, I might. It would be a man, but I don’t get obsessed with people enough, that I have to interfere with their life. The people lying, do.
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