Ok, so I’d rather have brutal honesty than be lied to. Even if that honesty hurts, that’s what we have defense mechanisms for, right Freud?
So lately I’ve noticed that I’m kind of blunt… ok not lately, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve gotten more and more blunt… this is because when I told a nigga, “please don’t lie to me. I really won’t be mad. Just tell the truth”, I still get lied to. Even worse. So now, I feel I need to just say how I feel no matter what your feelings are because you probably don’t care anyway.
When it’s a joke, it’s obvious. When I’m serious I’m usually not laughing. If I tell you you suck in bed, or don’t measure to my enormous “standards”, you better believe that that’s my truth. However, if I make fun of your outfit, that’s obviously a joke.
I’m 4’11 3/4″, that’s not intimidating. What’s in the top part, my head, that should scare you.