Honest Abe

if i'm anything, one thing, i'd like to believe i'm honest. I'm not always blunt, but i'm honest. i can't help it. it's my strong point, it's my downlfall. it's gotten me in trouble, but it's kept me pure. i can stand, with my shoulders down, and my chin held at a middle class position, that i am not a liar. I AM HONEST. i can tell myself when i'm being stupid, i can tell when others are being stupid.
Honesty isn't accepted very well in society; have you noticed?
People get feelings, and get attached to those feelings, and believe they are defined by those feelings, but i see the reasons behind those feelings. i know you do too. but i feel like i'm the only one willing to go there. to go to the heart of the problem. to bring forth the truth lingering in a dusty corner in your conscious. why are we so sensitive? and so afraid to feel by our own will?

he fucked you over? eh, not quite, let's rewind. he's a dick, you knew that when you met him... you liked him becauseee he was a dick... you knew it would end badly...
need i go on?
we as humans are afraid to admit the TRUTH to ourselves, we're afraid of reality. we are our own pyschics, but we'd like to believe OTHERS can change. it's not up to them in your future, it's up to YOU. it's how YOU approacht hte situation, it's IF you approach the situation. We hurt ourselves. and we allows others to hurt themselves. another vicious cycle.
I guess what i'm saying is, it's your choice, if it gets to you, if it bothers you. YOU have the power to say "no, fuck you, i'm stronger than getting upset over you." and i'm not reffering to people,; this theory encompasses everything in life. a tree smashed your car? "fuck you, i'm gonna take the bus." a coworker called you a whore? "fuck you, i know who i am." your mom says, "and that's why you have no friends!"? "fuck you."

ey, i'm honest.