I hate this fake world; everything in it is fake, pretending to have honor and religion while being a prostitute—this is so frustrating. I don’t like someone who claims to be honest while he is a liar, nor do I like a friend who only reaches out to me when he needs something; he’s just an opportunist. I hate this strange life; it has no meaning or passion, nothing in it except some foolish people. All I want is a genuinely honest human being