Sometimes you just have to ask why...

Why pretend one thing when you feel something else? I truly don't understand that. I guess that's life though. People do things to be polite, I guess I'm the exception...normally I'm not that kind. If I don't give two shakes about you, or if I don't want to have anything to do with you, or if I really just hate your guts and think you're the demon's spawn and should go back from whence you came...well I pretty much will just let you know and that will be that. I hate passive aggressive, and I really hate...hey I'll be nice to your face, but I really can't stand you...oh yeah...I really, really hate that. Ugh.