“You’re too honest. You need to start keeping that shit in your head. It’s fucked up.” He’s not even looking at me anymore. Just down and away.
“Is it really a problem?”
“If you want friends or a boyfriend. Don’t you have a filter? You just don’t have any control over what you say.”
“I do.” I sound like a kicked puppy and I know it. “I just don’t want to lie.”
“Then don’t fucking say anything.” He looks up. “Come on, you look like you’re going to cry.”
“SEE! Thats what I mean. Any other person would’ve just said no and been done.”