Naked truth has no respect. You know the basics about her, and yet you try to discard that truth when she gently tries to remind you about it. Until she slaps you with the naked truth. Plain, raw truth, in the most beautiful form. And you shake her calm emotions by indirectly insulting her by simply "forgetting" her basic truth, her basic element which defines her. Her core, which she had carefully and patiently built over the years.
Whatever happened to "I appreciate straightforward honesty?"
So much of double standards in this land.
The truth is appreciated only when it is a lie. The lie is the prisoner of truth, which escapes by hammering your core. This is what you want her to do. This is what you are making her do.
Don't build your core with porcelain.
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