Does honesty worth it?

I’m not sure if honesty pays in the end. It has been said that A truth that is told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent, but I just don’t want you to be hurt in the first place. So am I wrong in telling you the truth?

Realities can be that harsh. Everything I do it seems to be averse to my will. And this time, a friendship, which is supposed to last for quite a time, dies in my hand. My hands are stained with blood, minds are cluttered, and I’m down on my knees for her forgiveness.

Maybe next time, I shouldn’t be too close with others. Keeping a distance is just as important as…saving myself, from the vicious cycle of loving and hating.