Of Strangers, friends and bastards

I love total strangers, they are the kinda people that you meet once in your life and never again. So basically you can do anything to them without any fear of repercussions. Strangers are poliet also (minus ah bengs, bitches , queue cutting aunties) , which makes me wonder why i help friends who always takes me for granted while strangers thank me sincerely.
Next, strangers whom you know by first impression or word of mouth. Basically people who I think will become my friend in the near future.This are the kinda people that I'm usually careful with. Most of the time, I try to hard to impress which fails or I'm jus too shy to talk with them.
Then comes friends. This are the group of people that I'm comfortable with. Can basically joke around with them without fear of what they think of me. I'll still keep secrets of myself and not open much to them. They are just there for my entertainment. I just know them enough to like them.
Close friends are hard to come by, people that i know really well. This are the people that i seen their bad side and still decide to stick with them, vice versa. Here's where i show my serious side to them but still not revel my true self.
Lastly is the group that only exist once and never again. It a mistake I'll never make. Well, i revel myself 110%, the other party got turned off and that's when all bad things happen. ("In case you are wondering, my true self is not gay." say the guy in pink t-shirt with rainbow prints)
We all wear masks everday , you just have to find the right one for the right people. Double standards? Nope, just a natural thing we all do.