Event #1 - Honesty, the brutal kind
My very first blog post. :) I feel accomplished creating this manly because I am considered to be unproductive and slightly slacker-ish. I’m here because I need to take note of events in my life so I can laugh at myself later on. So many occurences in simply 24 hours, so much to write about. D:
ON THE SUBJECT OF BEING BRUTALLY HONEST:
My friends are prodigies. Beautiful and talented in possibly every way. Please don’t mistaken me for the shallow/jealous bystander. I’m not jealous or intimidated. My friends are wonderful :) I couldn’t ask for anything more of them. They are quite amazing in their intensifying abilities to keep me entertained. Now, are true friends brutally honest.. i mean, should they be?
In my opinion: hell. yes. Disregarding the many complications that are attached to being brutally honest, it is helpful, yet scarring. I cannot comprehend the complexity of the situation. Already I have created a paradox, where I contradicted myself in less than one sentence.
As a dear friend says, “LIFE IS A PARADOX” so righteously and certain.
Being brutally honest is like punching someone in the face, but it only hurts temporarily. This honesty is a cruel figure =_=, but so powerful.
I am very straightforward. It’s a sin in society, but I pursue this. I shall go now, maybe ill post something of more significance later on…
Slightly confused if I’m talking to anyone other than myself too…
