Matter of choice.

I've realised I've shed much of the mask I wear. Not just lately, but quite some time back already.

And it's most of me you've been seeing.

Don't like it, don't bother trying to like it.

I've been honest. I know who's there for me.

Tolerance brings people together. Not all that fate and affinity bullshit.

So what if I don't like you? I didn't pretend, you should be glad. I'm don't backstab; never will, never did.

Don't like what you're seeing? Don't look.

I value honesty. I respect genuine people.

If you choose to pay attention and hear what I say, don't blame me for saying whatever I said. You chose to hear it.

And like this post, you chose to read it.