A well-wisher tells me,
At least find that company with someone who’s honest with you.
Honesty. All the honesty I get is “I’m not in love with you but I’d love to sleep with you.”
Doesn’t this bug the hell out of you?
I hate it.
Then why do you put yourself through this??
What do I say to that? That I’d rather have the truth than mind-games? That I don’t believe that the motive changes either way but forewarned is definitely forearmed. And that I don’t really believe any of them really care about me, the person – or ever will. I’ve had enough of serenades. The truth doesn’t sound as good but at least it is…the truth.