Nothing Changes When Nothing Is Never The Same

I sometimes wonder if my friends understand. I mean..REALLY understand everything they talk about.
Or how many of my friends are as fake as the smiles they put on.
Like, the friends you have that after awhile you get to know their emotions and when they are being real or not.
Yeah, I hate it.
I also hate when movies are turned bad.
'The Uninvited' could have been a FANTASTIC movie. But they decide to make it crap on film instead.
Bagh.
I do love looking at the stars though. They are just, full of wonder. And to think of all the wishes each on holds.
I also love happy things.
Like the color yellow, smileys, stars, spinning in cirlces, silly jokes.
But sometimes there aren't any bright colors.
People frown.
It clouds over at night.
Tummy aches don't like sudden movements.
And jokes are over told.