Daily diary 9

I don't know what to believe anymore. Hearing your cries of pleasure then hearing your cries of pain and sadness confuses me. It does not make sense, I understand one thing and then the next it is different. Maybe I'm to young to understand it, maybe I'm to naive, maybe I'm to innocent, maybe I'm just to smart looking over what is there. I don't know what to believe anymore. Maybe I'm just better of believing no one , trusting no one, just keep to myself.