Serious contemplation

Someone once told me that I'm insensitive. At that time, I denied it. I wasn't insensitive, just brutally honest.

Tactless.

Insensitive.

There are some things I must keep to myself. But I don't. I tell the world.

Silly old me.

I guess, in a way, it defines me.

Trust me to be honest.

No. Don't. There are things I really DO keep to myself.

I don't criticize.

I advise.

I'm sorry if you didn't get whatever I was blabbering about.

I'm arguing with myself.

It's fun.

Try it sometime!

:D

No matter how much I change, I'll always end up the same, only rougher in texture.

Thank you!