Nothing is worse than when friends lie, I think, than when you know they are lying to you but hope they are not. How sad and incredibly lonely for someone to do. To have to cover up the indiscrepencies and inadequacies of your life by imparting negativity on someone else thereby trying to elude all your current practices and habits that do nothing else but show how desperately sad and pathetic things have become. To bitterly complain about one's life yet to do nothing positive is a cry for pity that falls on deaf and tired ears that no longer wish to listen to the mindless and silly prattle of unfettered bullshit spewing forth like cow dung on a green field.