I was honest. I had money, but I hated to admit that I was not sure that it was going to be enough. I needed just a little bit more. Should I go against my heart and ask him for the loan? If I do, the repercussions could be painful. I love him, as he is my brother, but I have to be honest… I don’t really like him.
Please don’t lie to me and tell me you’re coming home late because of work. Please don’t lie to me and tell me you weren’t texting anyone or calling anyone at 3 in the morning. Please tell me the truth. Please…don’t lie to me.
My mind and my heart lie to each other, impossible to be honest with two such extremes. I was a “socioempath”, and I was just trying to sort out how to kill my feelings or destroy my logic, and it wasn’t going all to well.
I see the honesty in her eyes. Her words seem so strange, so unbelievable, but I do believe them. It’s hard not to when she looks at me that way. It’s like she’s seeing me for who I am and trusting me enough to let me know who she really is.
People need to be honest for any relationship. And who really doesnt want to be honest? Lying is a sick thing that we all do. How much better would the world be if we were all honest? It’d be a much easier world to deal with.
it’s about character, learning who you are and finding that inner soul that you want to express all the time. It’s about genuinity and trying hard to be someone only normal to you. Just be yourself and don’t lie about who you are , no one will understand you then, And soon you will lose touch with yourself.
Honestly, I love him, even though I know I shouldn’t. I say that I hate him. I say that I don’t want to talk to him. But it’s only because I feel stupid and pathetic for thinking that he’s wonderful when every one else hates his guts.
What is the point of being honest? Is it really the best policy? These questions plague my mind each time the sun sets and I lie down and attempt to fall into sleep. I assess my actions of the last hours and wonder… if I had told the truth instead of covered it up with a tiny speckle of dishonesty- or vice versa, what would have happened? Did I just alter the entire course of my life, of someone else’s life, maybe even history, by dismantling the fact that was beforehand regarded as truth?
i wrote about this already. Damn connection. anyway, I said, this is the most difficult thing to do but the most righteous thing in the world. HONESTY.
I wish I was more honest about myself. I wish I could admit when things go wrong. I wish I could be honest with myself. Like when mum said it was better to swear than tell lies and now I don’t tell lies except sometimes to myself.
There are many ways of living, many ways of projecting who you are. Honesty is the most important. Not for other people, but for yourself. If you learn anything in life, learn how to be honest to yourself, and those that you love the most.
ib onest wid mesel an admit i cant tink anyhow so ere goes . honest i write sans a single thought my mind is blank an untuchd sheet an i cudn tink if u eld a gun to me ead. Id sen u a blank sheet, with all me luv, if really cud
If u add the letter Y you ave the flower ‘honesty’. not a terribly popular one these days. When the flwoer has gone thers an array of silvery ‘coins’.
useful among dried f. arrangements. kepp them till nex yr. blooms and you av a green/ purple/ silver arrgmt. all from the 1 plant- Owas that for..
if I’m honest w/myself this morning..Self oathing has got me in its jaws
I waste precious personal time surfing the net, hours go by and I need to just let go/ but i don’t
yes self loathing and frustration
I have something to tell you. It’s not a confession, but more like a declaration.
I pray for people. I curse people out. I like unique people, but get jealous of the attention they receive. I love God, but am not sure if He exists. I say I’m progressively minded, but am also paranoid of racial prejudice. I speak to young women about self-esteem, and I also show signs of bulimia.
If I am openly honest about these things, am I still a hypocrite?
Her eyes were big and blue, they had an odd feeling when they looked at you that made you just feel like they were telling you the truth. This girl could lie straight to your face and give you the feeling that she was being honest. It was a skill she used well.
It’s such a five-cent word these days, she thinks, as she watches the people in the park and thinks of the lies they must be telling one another. That woman holding her husband’s hand like a lifeline is having an affair with their daughter’s teacher. The man with headphones is listening to other’s conversations. And the children too – nothing so serious, but still no honesty.
Honest assumption about your spirituality leads to conclusions of insecurity.
The way your body moves so vivid and fluently, you would think Greek gods controlled it.
And my eyes can’t help to be drawn to you, like a poison.
honesty the best policy. a honest being is essential to the society. a country cant stand if liars are around. a strong country start with honest individuals.
there isn’t such a word. honestly. if we’re telling the truth. i mean, i don’t think that anyone can ever pretend to harbour any such intentions, really. honour. truth. justice. they’re all heart-breaking subjective terms and it would be blindingly naive to think otherwise. still, we go on. we hope.
I’m an honest person, but I still have secrets. Honesty in that sense doesn’t prevent you from keeping secrets but from telling lies. What is honesty really then? A good lie is merely a twisted truth.
“I have to be honest, Katie.” When Derrick started the conversation with that line, I knew I was not going to be happy. “I love you, I really do, but we’re young. I want to see what else is out there. I want to explore the world.”
eg hate å ver ærlig. det e vanskelig å ver ærlig. ingen e ærlige. ærlighet. stygt ord. vanskelig. kem e ærlige heile veien? ingen e ærlige heile veien. det e lyg.
People say I’m an honest person, and I would hope so too since I want to be a nurse. However, I always fret about just how honest I should be. I know white lies can sometimes be good now and then, but are they said out of care? Are they unconditional? Or are you protecting yourself from appearing to be a bit of a bitch?
Honestly is a precious thing. It’s important when you ask your scumbag boyfriend if he slept with the neighbor and he says no. Even though you caught them both butt naked banging on the bathroom floor. LIKE FOR REAL HONESTY MAN!
Funny , this time i see HONE, honest that surname jumped out at me an i
thought of Evie. Stainglass windows, rich bold colours and lines and the sun
pumping them up. Then i think of her friend Mainie. …someone losing an arm
i dont think who…
Honest, honest, honesty, thats a tough one I suppose I could rumble on but to be quite honest I cant be bothered and who cares about it anyway, job done sport.
i would love if ave were honest with me. if he was from the start our relationship would be great. im so happy that were taking steps toward honesty now. things are going to get better <3
if i’m being honest, i hate him leaving
i hate that i hate him leaving
i hate that i can’t let myself just hate him leaving
i hate him leaving
i want him to stay
but if i’m being honest, i knew he couldn’t
and i’m not sure it would even work if he could
but i will honestly miss him
honesty is the best policy…it is better to be hated for somthing you are,then to be loved for somthing your not.love is honest.
have yoe ever been lied to? it dosent feel good when someone is dishonest.
honesty is the best policy.
I think it is impossible to be completely honest about many things without hurting someone. Telling a white lie is the best way out of painful truth-telling but it could possibly lead to disasters and that’s what the worst part is. As long as you know your limits it’s fine.
Honesty is a quality that we all possess within us. Each of us, over our lifetime, choose to either let it become permanent or replace it with qualities that are less desirable.
i think that honesty is something that is seldom found in todays world of fast media & scene. its astounding how much the common person lies to fit the mold of another lie fabricated by another. its a vicious circle that some attempt to break but rarely make a dent in the scheme of things. personally though, honesty is such a precious value to me that i often get angry at the people closest to me for not being straight up & honest with their feelings & though process. instead of covering up who you really are, you should allow people to see you in an honest light. that way you don’t go about nurturing friendships & relationships under false pretenses.
I was honest. I had money, but I hated to admit that I was not sure that it was going to be enough. I needed just a little bit more. Should I go against my heart and ask him for the loan? If I do, the repercussions could be painful. I love him, as he is my brother, but I have to be honest… I don’t really like him.
honesty is the most important thing in a relationship
Please don’t lie to me and tell me you’re coming home late because of work. Please don’t lie to me and tell me you weren’t texting anyone or calling anyone at 3 in the morning. Please tell me the truth. Please…don’t lie to me.
Oh you weren’t lying this whole time?????
That changes things ^__^
My mind and my heart lie to each other, impossible to be honest with two such extremes. I was a “socioempath”, and I was just trying to sort out how to kill my feelings or destroy my logic, and it wasn’t going all to well.
I see the honesty in her eyes. Her words seem so strange, so unbelievable, but I do believe them. It’s hard not to when she looks at me that way. It’s like she’s seeing me for who I am and trusting me enough to let me know who she really is.
People need to be honest for any relationship. And who really doesnt want to be honest? Lying is a sick thing that we all do. How much better would the world be if we were all honest? It’d be a much easier world to deal with.
it’s about character, learning who you are and finding that inner soul that you want to express all the time. It’s about genuinity and trying hard to be someone only normal to you. Just be yourself and don’t lie about who you are , no one will understand you then, And soon you will lose touch with yourself.
Honestly, I love him, even though I know I shouldn’t. I say that I hate him. I say that I don’t want to talk to him. But it’s only because I feel stupid and pathetic for thinking that he’s wonderful when every one else hates his guts.
Honest i wanto love the world. \ony luv can change the world make it a better place.
What is the point of being honest? Is it really the best policy? These questions plague my mind each time the sun sets and I lie down and attempt to fall into sleep. I assess my actions of the last hours and wonder… if I had told the truth instead of covered it up with a tiny speckle of dishonesty- or vice versa, what would have happened? Did I just alter the entire course of my life, of someone else’s life, maybe even history, by dismantling the fact that was beforehand regarded as truth?
i wrote about this already. Damn connection. anyway, I said, this is the most difficult thing to do but the most righteous thing in the world. HONESTY.
I wish I was more honest about myself. I wish I could admit when things go wrong. I wish I could be honest with myself. Like when mum said it was better to swear than tell lies and now I don’t tell lies except sometimes to myself.
There are many ways of living, many ways of projecting who you are. Honesty is the most important. Not for other people, but for yourself. If you learn anything in life, learn how to be honest to yourself, and those that you love the most.
thats what people say they are, honest, and thats exactly what they -we- are not. hypocrisy rules the world… shit
ib onest wid mesel an admit i cant tink anyhow so ere goes . honest i write sans a single thought my mind is blank an untuchd sheet an i cudn tink if u eld a gun to me ead. Id sen u a blank sheet, with all me luv, if really cud
If u add the letter Y you ave the flower ‘honesty’. not a terribly popular one these days. When the flwoer has gone thers an array of silvery ‘coins’.
useful among dried f. arrangements. kepp them till nex yr. blooms and you av a green/ purple/ silver arrgmt. all from the 1 plant- Owas that for..
if I’m honest w/myself this morning..Self oathing has got me in its jaws
I waste precious personal time surfing the net, hours go by and I need to just let go/ but i don’t
yes self loathing and frustration
it is hard to be honest but it is the most righteous thing in the world.
I have something to tell you. It’s not a confession, but more like a declaration.
I pray for people. I curse people out. I like unique people, but get jealous of the attention they receive. I love God, but am not sure if He exists. I say I’m progressively minded, but am also paranoid of racial prejudice. I speak to young women about self-esteem, and I also show signs of bulimia.
If I am openly honest about these things, am I still a hypocrite?
I’m not. I just don’t know who is honestly “me”.
Her eyes were big and blue, they had an odd feeling when they looked at you that made you just feel like they were telling you the truth. This girl could lie straight to your face and give you the feeling that she was being honest. It was a skill she used well.
It’s such a five-cent word these days, she thinks, as she watches the people in the park and thinks of the lies they must be telling one another. That woman holding her husband’s hand like a lifeline is having an affair with their daughter’s teacher. The man with headphones is listening to other’s conversations. And the children too – nothing so serious, but still no honesty.
Honesty is very important. If you are arent honest, you cant be trusted. People
Honest assumption about your spirituality leads to conclusions of insecurity.
The way your body moves so vivid and fluently, you would think Greek gods controlled it.
And my eyes can’t help to be drawn to you, like a poison.
You are my poison.
honesty the best policy. a honest being is essential to the society. a country cant stand if liars are around. a strong country start with honest individuals.
there isn’t such a word. honestly. if we’re telling the truth. i mean, i don’t think that anyone can ever pretend to harbour any such intentions, really. honour. truth. justice. they’re all heart-breaking subjective terms and it would be blindingly naive to think otherwise. still, we go on. we hope.
I’m an honest person, but I still have secrets. Honesty in that sense doesn’t prevent you from keeping secrets but from telling lies. What is honesty really then? A good lie is merely a twisted truth.
“I have to be honest, Katie.” When Derrick started the conversation with that line, I knew I was not going to be happy. “I love you, I really do, but we’re young. I want to see what else is out there. I want to explore the world.”
eg hate å ver ærlig. det e vanskelig å ver ærlig. ingen e ærlige. ærlighet. stygt ord. vanskelig. kem e ærlige heile veien? ingen e ærlige heile veien. det e lyg.
People say I’m an honest person, and I would hope so too since I want to be a nurse. However, I always fret about just how honest I should be. I know white lies can sometimes be good now and then, but are they said out of care? Are they unconditional? Or are you protecting yourself from appearing to be a bit of a bitch?
Honestly is a precious thing. It’s important when you ask your scumbag boyfriend if he slept with the neighbor and he says no. Even though you caught them both butt naked banging on the bathroom floor. LIKE FOR REAL HONESTY MAN!
Funny , this time i see HONE, honest that surname jumped out at me an i
thought of Evie. Stainglass windows, rich bold colours and lines and the sun
pumping them up. Then i think of her friend Mainie. …someone losing an arm
i dont think who…
“I’m not in love with you anymore.” “How long have you felt this way?” “…..A while.”
Honest, honest, honesty, thats a tough one I suppose I could rumble on but to be quite honest I cant be bothered and who cares about it anyway, job done sport.
i would love if ave were honest with me. if he was from the start our relationship would be great. im so happy that were taking steps toward honesty now. things are going to get better <3
if i’m being honest, i hate him leaving
i hate that i hate him leaving
i hate that i can’t let myself just hate him leaving
i hate him leaving
i want him to stay
but if i’m being honest, i knew he couldn’t
and i’m not sure it would even work if he could
but i will honestly miss him
honesty is the best policy…it is better to be hated for somthing you are,then to be loved for somthing your not.love is honest.
have yoe ever been lied to? it dosent feel good when someone is dishonest.
honesty is the best policy.
I think it is impossible to be completely honest about many things without hurting someone. Telling a white lie is the best way out of painful truth-telling but it could possibly lead to disasters and that’s what the worst part is. As long as you know your limits it’s fine.
Honesty is a quality that we all possess within us. Each of us, over our lifetime, choose to either let it become permanent or replace it with qualities that are less desirable.
i think that honesty is something that is seldom found in todays world of fast media & scene. its astounding how much the common person lies to fit the mold of another lie fabricated by another. its a vicious circle that some attempt to break but rarely make a dent in the scheme of things. personally though, honesty is such a precious value to me that i often get angry at the people closest to me for not being straight up & honest with their feelings & though process. instead of covering up who you really are, you should allow people to see you in an honest light. that way you don’t go about nurturing friendships & relationships under false pretenses.
What?
I thought you’d said you’d tell me if anything happened!!?
I thought you’d promised to admit your faults and temptations.
I thought you were going to be honest with me about everything between us.