mwarps's Journal: I need honesty.

What ever happened to people telling the truth? I've noticed that about too many people I call my friends. They can't stand to tell me the truth. The ones who have are the ones I love, and you know who you are. Even after all the pain, I know the truth, and I know where I stand, and I respect you for telling me.

I'm sick and tired of being appeased. If you need to rip my guts out and stomp on them, do it. Don't leave me dragging along for weeks or months at a time. Throw me a line, throw me a knife, throw me something. Don't leave me to discover the truth through my own digging or through ambiguous musings to make yourself feel better. There's no reason to even be talking at that point.

I live my life the best way I know how. I tell the truth. I fuck up, sure, but I'll admit to it. Am I letting myself be blinded? Radiating some sort of "lie-to-me" field? Asking to be shit on? I have no idea. But, I do know the buck stops here.

War and Love.
(Peace, for all you hippies, is never coming. Get used to it.)

Kids today...

[KshGoddess]

Well, even adults today are too concerned with being politically correct, making everyone happy, and making sure no one feels uncomfortable or gets their feelings hurt.

My 'new manager' visited for 2 weeks (transfer within the company from an overseas division), and tiptoed around me, 'cuz I'm the only chick on the team. I told him that until I say "that's too far", I don't mind a little swearing, or stating things like they are. I don't take offense. I've heard worse from my younger brother when he was yo

Moo.

[mwarps]

Makes damned good sense to me. I managed to piss off the most important person in the world to me with that journal entry thoguh. She thought it was about her. I honestly wanted to die for a minute, but then she explained that she talked to a mutual friend and was set straight. Still.

Maybe I should think before I type.