Why do we feel the need to make others happy? It seems as though everyone does things to help themselves first adn yet still don't want to call themselves selfish. I like to think I go out of my way for the most important person to me at that time. I wish I was looked at as a nice person that anyone can come and talk to. The fact is I hate people I don't know. I'm still curtious no matter who is around. Although, if it was up to me everyone I liked would be locked in a cage and viewed like pets. I don't mean that in a rude sense, but I want whats mine.... that's my selfishness.