cool?... not so much...

I've always placed a certain amount of value on honesty. I've been proven wrong in my belief quite a couple of times now, but it just feels right. I'm not an extremely honest man, I might add. I've uttered my share of lies and indulged in my share of deceit over the years, but it doesn't mean I can't agree with it principally.

For me, it has never been about just telling the truth, but also being true to myself (I have this weird inclination to write words like oneself instead of myself when i write, but lets face it; this post is about me, not about you, or how the world functions in general). I thought it was alright to not hide parts about me, and not to put up a face to match a certain situation at hand. I thought it was enough to put everything out there in the open. I thought people appreciated it too, but its just like having a Foxy; people appreciate that you have a Foxy, but not many at all would go and attempt to buy one, none at all really. I know the analogy probably isn't as definitive as it could have been, but it makes sense to me.

I've also faintly noticed why its so difficult for me to get into a relationship. Its because I reveal all of myself to the other person. I was talking to someone quite recently, and I realised that almost anythings okay when one is just friends with someone, but one cannot really tolerate most of those things in someone they might actually like (in the other way, obviously).

Its not so cool to put up your true face. Its alright to hide stuff occasionally. its alright not to spill it all out. Its alright. Honesty, its not so cool... not so cool at all!