Honesty can kill you.
Really, where would we be without those little white lies?
“No, those jeans don’t make you look fat”, “I love that shirt”, “No, I’m not in love with him”
Where would we be if we all had to be honest?
honestly, i hate you. you are the biggest douchebag around. you used me, and never cared about me.
honestly, i’m over it now.
and quite honestly, i’ll love you and won’t ever forget you.
I don’t always like it when people are honest.
I try to be honest myself though.
Not brutally so
But
Enough that someone knows when they’re
Bothering the shit out of me.
To be honest, I’m a mess. And I feel too much and think too much. And I post stupid stuff like this on the internet. And I think about people I can never be with. And I cry. And I diagnose myself with crazy psychological issues. I’m a mess. And I don’t know if anyone will ever want to clean me up.
He rose from the ground and stood crooked on very long legs. He adjusted his overcoat and straightened his moldy bow-tie. He coughed up dust and years of rot. But the one thing that never once passed his lips was a lie. He put his withered stove pipe hat back upon his head as a worm wriggled its way back into his wooly beard. Honest Abe was back from the dead… and the entire human race was about to be abolished!!!!!
honest, hm…I don’t know anyone who is completely 100% honest. I am honest with my husband when he says I don’t want your suggested food , activity, movie book – instead we will go with this, and I just say okay when I am not really okay. Is it honest when i tell my students “you can do it” when I just don’t seem to see the innate talent to do it?
honest to be honest , truth, speaking, what i say goes? parents all they have to say? what if i lie though? is that bad? i am honest, but honestly couldn’t tell you the truth at the time. time. time? honest– time is honest. unless you have the wrong time.
Life is so much easier when honesty is employed; lies are like shackles holding you back and ensnaring you, and they come back to haunt you when you least expect it.
Being honest. It’s getting harder and harder each day. You can’t afford to open up these scars for them to see. You are scared. Why do we learn to hide our pain so well? Why do we care of what others might think? Isn’t being honest the utmost important?
Foundation of friendship, the opposite of easy, the bare raw truth of who you are andyour vision of the world. Respect, courage, definable qualities are derive from honesty.
be honest. i’ve always been honest with you. you accuse me all the time of keeping secrets, but i’ve never done anything like that. ever. yet you’re the one who always has to withhold information, has to keep things from me because you don’t know if you should tell them. you’re the one who’s hiding things and just pushes me away when i ask what they are.
I am honest, but sometimes there’s a diff of opinion in what it means? should you be honest all the time? most people don’t want you to be honest. will I tell someone they are fat? that’s honest but not nice. honesty is enemy of politeness, but we should be both? strange/ brits were strange
I’m a ridculously honest person. I have a hard time lying about ANYTHING. The other day, my girlfriend told me to tell Centrelink that I’m single because I’ll get more money that way. As soon as the Centrelink lady asked if I was in a relationship, I said yes. It’s becoming a problem…
“Can I be honest with you?”, Sharron asked.
“When haven’t you been?”, Bart retorted.
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. I meant can I tell you things I can’t tell other people.”
it always good to be honest. well sometimes i suppose. not always. it can be very fruitful not to be honest. such as to protect ones’ feelings or to keep a frieghtening truth from someone. but then agian that couldbe a bad thing to do. i suppose it all has to do with the person who is being honest.
Shiloh was always honest. That time in sixth grade when we kissed, to see what it was like, I asked her to promise not to tell anyone. She wouldn’t promise, but I hoped she wouldn’t tell. She did. I spent middle school as The Girl Who Kissed Shiloh.
She was 100% honest. Her love for him was real ad unwavering and she didn’t want anything else but to see him smile and laugh and sing and do whatever made him happy. She knew he loved her too. Honest.
i heard that you need to be dishonest, in order to succeed in life. true honesty is where it’s at, however. yeah, the good guy gets fucked in the end; but your conscious is clear at the end of the day.
I love you. But I hate you. I want to tear into your mind and soul, I want to feel your pices make me whole. I wish to feel the dying kiss of a girl I love to hate, who in my mind is ever so greatly wrong. And i love it. And You. Honest.
Claire was a very honest girl. She would always tell the truth even if the truth got her in trouble. If she were able enter a most honest contest she would win.
I try to be honest but I’m not always. And when I am, sometimes the honesty feels brutal to other people. But the insincerity of “nice” and “gracious” people burns be because it is so DIShonest! Honesty hurts though.
The perks of being honest about everything that had happened was a list that could go on forever. Instead, he chose to twist the truth like some flimsy hot pretzel and keep the rest of us wondering. Nobody said that he was a liar, but there is no doubt that he openly spared us from anything close to the real story.
honest injun…I was never enough for you..you were always looking for the next best thing…you wouldn’t or couldn’t settle for me…on to the next best thing.Well,I settled.The only thing she lacked was that she wasn’t you.She adores me.Loves me.Is good to me.I fathered her children.We have adventures.Live life together.Slowly,I began to see how blind I had been.And how lucky I had become.
I heard you ended up settling,too.Twice.
Funny thing is..I’m glad you didn’t settle for me.I never wanted you that way.I wanted to be your life worth living.Second best hung around me chains around my neck.A burden I wouldn’t ,I couldn’t want to live with.
I am sorry I didn’t fight for you.I am sorry that I couldn’t -in fact-had no desire to tame you.I did not want to be your knight in shining amour.What was I rescuing from exactly anyway?Yourself?
You left me damaged goods.It’s funny how that all worked out.
I still look to you in awe.being with you would be my idea of heaven if only you thought that way for me…which makes it hell because you don’t and never ever will.
I’ve spent my time in hell.It is delicious being free
The honest one got up…No one knew he was. He just kept it to himself. Everyone looked past him like he was just everyone else. But not everyone was capable of doing what he did.
“I am being honest.” said the goldfish.
“Why, i never meant it that way.” said the scientist.
“well, that’s how i took it.”
Thus, confined to the rules of forgive and forget, the friendshipe between the goldfish and the mad scientist was forever broken. That is, until about three seconds later, when the goldfish forgot what happened. Friendship amended.
My friend isn’t an honest, truthful person. I wont share her lies here, because they’re very worrisome things to lie about. I don’t trust her anymore. At all. I question everything she says. I know it’s bad, but..
honest, a word that is over used but at it’s heart , the intended meaning, the depth of the word is purity; purity, truth, and yet it seems so elusive to many.
Some people debate whether or not honesty is still relevant in today’s society, and to be frank it kinda has lost its meaning. It’s been replaced by the deception everyone has come to know and embrace. But there are still those few out there who hold it to their heart, who believe that honesty should come before all else.
Where has the honesty, the honor, the humanity gone? why when we need to be coming together for the greatest good, we find ourselves drifting apart?
I am not honest, I have no idea if you’re honest, but I know that I am not. I don’t know if you know that I’m not being honest, but I’m pretty sure you don’t.
I sometimes question whether i am or not. You never really know if you’re being truthful about it or whether it’s a trick. Same applies for interpreting other people.
I wish that I could be honest, but nobody wants honest anymore. Nobody likes honest. It’s rude. It’s not worth the pain you go through to be honest. There’s nothing that can keep everything together without those spindly strands, the white lies, twisting their way through everything.
To be true to not only yourself, but to others. An honest person is typically liked by most. Honesty is a characteristic that people look for when searching for a friend, spouse, etc. An honest person is hard to find.
Honesty may hurt. Honesty may steal. Honesty may wound. Honesty may heal. Honesty may laugh. Honesty may cry. Honesty does alot of things. But honesty never lies.
Let’s b honest and admit most of us are sending in too carefully planned
pieces- even trying to outdo each other in creating works of art… I honestly
believe that that is missing the whole point of the exercise
Honesty is the absence of lies, the faith in your fellow human being, the hope of nations, the fear of tyrants. It is what separates the weak from the strong, the brave from cowards. It is the only real hope for the future we have.
Honesty can kill you.
Really, where would we be without those little white lies?
“No, those jeans don’t make you look fat”, “I love that shirt”, “No, I’m not in love with him”
Where would we be if we all had to be honest?
honestly, i hate you. you are the biggest douchebag around. you used me, and never cared about me.
honestly, i’m over it now.
and quite honestly, i’ll love you and won’t ever forget you.
love. trust. friend. kind. fair. giving. heart. real. genuine. good karma. relationship. together. funny.
i am honest. that is one thing i like about myself. it makes me different. but i’m no longer as honest as i used to be before. i regret that.
I don’t always like it when people are honest.
I try to be honest myself though.
Not brutally so
But
Enough that someone knows when they’re
Bothering the shit out of me.
To be honest, I’m a mess. And I feel too much and think too much. And I post stupid stuff like this on the internet. And I think about people I can never be with. And I cry. And I diagnose myself with crazy psychological issues. I’m a mess. And I don’t know if anyone will ever want to clean me up.
He rose from the ground and stood crooked on very long legs. He adjusted his overcoat and straightened his moldy bow-tie. He coughed up dust and years of rot. But the one thing that never once passed his lips was a lie. He put his withered stove pipe hat back upon his head as a worm wriggled its way back into his wooly beard. Honest Abe was back from the dead… and the entire human race was about to be abolished!!!!!
honest, hm…I don’t know anyone who is completely 100% honest. I am honest with my husband when he says I don’t want your suggested food , activity, movie book – instead we will go with this, and I just say okay when I am not really okay. Is it honest when i tell my students “you can do it” when I just don’t seem to see the innate talent to do it?
honest to be honest , truth, speaking, what i say goes? parents all they have to say? what if i lie though? is that bad? i am honest, but honestly couldn’t tell you the truth at the time. time. time? honest– time is honest. unless you have the wrong time.
Life is so much easier when honesty is employed; lies are like shackles holding you back and ensnaring you, and they come back to haunt you when you least expect it.
Being honest. It’s getting harder and harder each day. You can’t afford to open up these scars for them to see. You are scared. Why do we learn to hide our pain so well? Why do we care of what others might think? Isn’t being honest the utmost important?
Foundation of friendship, the opposite of easy, the bare raw truth of who you are andyour vision of the world. Respect, courage, definable qualities are derive from honesty.
be honest. i’ve always been honest with you. you accuse me all the time of keeping secrets, but i’ve never done anything like that. ever. yet you’re the one who always has to withhold information, has to keep things from me because you don’t know if you should tell them. you’re the one who’s hiding things and just pushes me away when i ask what they are.
I am honest, but sometimes there’s a diff of opinion in what it means? should you be honest all the time? most people don’t want you to be honest. will I tell someone they are fat? that’s honest but not nice. honesty is enemy of politeness, but we should be both? strange/ brits were strange
I’m a ridculously honest person. I have a hard time lying about ANYTHING. The other day, my girlfriend told me to tell Centrelink that I’m single because I’ll get more money that way. As soon as the Centrelink lady asked if I was in a relationship, I said yes. It’s becoming a problem…
telling the truth. not lying. no fear. complete trust. pleasant feelings. friendship. moving forward, learning. good reputation.
honesty means living the truth within your own skin; not playing games; not hiding behind a mask.
honest means being yourself and showing that self to others with all its warts and wonders.
“Can I be honest with you?”, Sharron asked.
“When haven’t you been?”, Bart retorted.
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. I meant can I tell you things I can’t tell other people.”
it always good to be honest. well sometimes i suppose. not always. it can be very fruitful not to be honest. such as to protect ones’ feelings or to keep a frieghtening truth from someone. but then agian that couldbe a bad thing to do. i suppose it all has to do with the person who is being honest.
Shiloh was always honest. That time in sixth grade when we kissed, to see what it was like, I asked her to promise not to tell anyone. She wouldn’t promise, but I hoped she wouldn’t tell. She did. I spent middle school as The Girl Who Kissed Shiloh.
She was 100% honest. Her love for him was real ad unwavering and she didn’t want anything else but to see him smile and laugh and sing and do whatever made him happy. She knew he loved her too. Honest.
i heard that you need to be dishonest, in order to succeed in life. true honesty is where it’s at, however. yeah, the good guy gets fucked in the end; but your conscious is clear at the end of the day.
I love you. But I hate you. I want to tear into your mind and soul, I want to feel your pices make me whole. I wish to feel the dying kiss of a girl I love to hate, who in my mind is ever so greatly wrong. And i love it. And You. Honest.
Claire was a very honest girl. She would always tell the truth even if the truth got her in trouble. If she were able enter a most honest contest she would win.
I try to be honest but I’m not always. And when I am, sometimes the honesty feels brutal to other people. But the insincerity of “nice” and “gracious” people burns be because it is so DIShonest! Honesty hurts though.
The perks of being honest about everything that had happened was a list that could go on forever. Instead, he chose to twist the truth like some flimsy hot pretzel and keep the rest of us wondering. Nobody said that he was a liar, but there is no doubt that he openly spared us from anything close to the real story.
honest injun…I was never enough for you..you were always looking for the next best thing…you wouldn’t or couldn’t settle for me…on to the next best thing.Well,I settled.The only thing she lacked was that she wasn’t you.She adores me.Loves me.Is good to me.I fathered her children.We have adventures.Live life together.Slowly,I began to see how blind I had been.And how lucky I had become.
I heard you ended up settling,too.Twice.
Funny thing is..I’m glad you didn’t settle for me.I never wanted you that way.I wanted to be your life worth living.Second best hung around me chains around my neck.A burden I wouldn’t ,I couldn’t want to live with.
I am sorry I didn’t fight for you.I am sorry that I couldn’t -in fact-had no desire to tame you.I did not want to be your knight in shining amour.What was I rescuing from exactly anyway?Yourself?
You left me damaged goods.It’s funny how that all worked out.
I still look to you in awe.being with you would be my idea of heaven if only you thought that way for me…which makes it hell because you don’t and never ever will.
I’ve spent my time in hell.It is delicious being free
The honest one got up…No one knew he was. He just kept it to himself. Everyone looked past him like he was just everyone else. But not everyone was capable of doing what he did.
“I am being honest.” said the goldfish.
“Why, i never meant it that way.” said the scientist.
“well, that’s how i took it.”
Thus, confined to the rules of forgive and forget, the friendshipe between the goldfish and the mad scientist was forever broken. That is, until about three seconds later, when the goldfish forgot what happened. Friendship amended.
My friend isn’t an honest, truthful person. I wont share her lies here, because they’re very worrisome things to lie about. I don’t trust her anymore. At all. I question everything she says. I know it’s bad, but..
Are you an avid liar?
honest, a word that is over used but at it’s heart , the intended meaning, the depth of the word is purity; purity, truth, and yet it seems so elusive to many.
Some people debate whether or not honesty is still relevant in today’s society, and to be frank it kinda has lost its meaning. It’s been replaced by the deception everyone has come to know and embrace. But there are still those few out there who hold it to their heart, who believe that honesty should come before all else.
Where has the honesty, the honor, the humanity gone? why when we need to be coming together for the greatest good, we find ourselves drifting apart?
I am not honest, I have no idea if you’re honest, but I know that I am not. I don’t know if you know that I’m not being honest, but I’m pretty sure you don’t.
I sometimes question whether i am or not. You never really know if you’re being truthful about it or whether it’s a trick. Same applies for interpreting other people.
I wish that I could be honest, but nobody wants honest anymore. Nobody likes honest. It’s rude. It’s not worth the pain you go through to be honest. There’s nothing that can keep everything together without those spindly strands, the white lies, twisting their way through everything.
To be true to not only yourself, but to others. An honest person is typically liked by most. Honesty is a characteristic that people look for when searching for a friend, spouse, etc. An honest person is hard to find.
People can’t be completely honest these days. The story has to be slightly bigger and better than the last time to make it seem more interesting.
Honesty may hurt. Honesty may steal. Honesty may wound. Honesty may heal. Honesty may laugh. Honesty may cry. Honesty does alot of things. But honesty never lies.
ATTENTION! please
Let’s b honest and admit most of us are sending in too carefully planned
pieces- even trying to outdo each other in creating works of art… I honestly
believe that that is missing the whole point of the exercise
Honesty is the absence of lies, the faith in your fellow human being, the hope of nations, the fear of tyrants. It is what separates the weak from the strong, the brave from cowards. It is the only real hope for the future we have.