I put on a fake smile. I'm not one of those happy "preppy" people who can smile all day long and be like, "tehehehe!". No. Instead, I live as a loner. As my friends all smile with their boy/girlfriends, I'm sitting over their, single. Four of my friends are so sweet, and keep trying to hook me up with random guys. They are the reasons for my real smiles. However, that's only 1% of true smiles. The other 99%, are the fake smiles I put on to keep others happy, and know that I'm "fine". Actually, I'm not fine, but I won't let my friends know. So many million times have I wanted to cry about something and didn't. I put on my fake smile, and suffered through. Right now actually, I want to bawl into tears, but I can't. I have to be that strong one. The one who doesn't care at all. That's why I give off fake smiles. Yes I would like someone to hug me and tell me it will get better soon. However, It never seems to get much better. Unless I'm with my four friends. It makes it easier to do that, than to actually be happy. Yeah I like being happy, but happiness is like gravity. How much more fun you have, is that much more harder on the way down. So, I will spend every penny I have, trying to dress an impress. Talk about the girly gossip others are into; and I will "smile". But, what do my feelings matter? None right. Well, I promise I will smile. I won't however, guarentee it will be real.