In my world the truth does no good. Only what I think, will help me. Like right now I think my balls are much nicer, but the TRUTH is I am too lazy to get a pic to show you.But i dont care what you think. I'm interested in the truth.
I'd definitely have to see your balls before we can be a couple.
In this scenario what I think helps me be happy and content with my self whereas the TRUTH only leads to a negative self image and possible depression over my sloth like ways. If I were to care about the truth I would end up pouring my heart out in CT like Flip. I just don't need that shit in my life.
