I don't value anything. I hate my friends, and I hate my family. if there's one thing i hate more in the world, it's all the phonies. i saw a bunch of bigshot movie producers today and was shocked to see how sterotypically fake they were. one face is burned in my mind, and i wonder if he's real. his shallow face, his automatic eyes. i talked to a friend today, and she thinks i'm a phony. i'm more drunk than i usually get when i'm alone. i'm so unhappy, i just wish i could sleep.