Why do I always end up thinking that people aren't as complex as they really are?
It's funny, actually. I keep thinking to myself that people don't know me; there are too many sides to me. Despite knowing that I am extremely complicated and not at all simple, I fail to think of other people in the same way - you just can't judge people so easily. They will always surprise you. No one's completely predictable or easy to understand. Hell, I don't think people completely understand themselves either - or at least, I don't - so how can the people around them?