Pants on Fire?

Part of me feels like if I was a liar life would be easier.  So many parts of society is built on lies which may be part of why I'm always aware of what people say.  So many people value lies more than the truth so much that honesty has been put in a closet and embarrassed once it appears.    I value the truth more than anything.  I love it.  More than most people.  People can even fake love these days which is a scary thing because it blurs the lines of exactly what I'm chasing.  Also, sometimes people only want to hear things that feed their ego....especially the ones who always say they don't have a big ego.  Something else I HATE is when people publicly put you on blast when they are wrong but if you did it, all hell would break loose.  Isn't that a lie within itself?  A contradiction?  IDK.  With me, some won't know when they disappoint me.  Simply for the fact that sometimes love has to override little disappointments.  After all, isn't life too short?  Honesty pays off in the end.  Plus, I like my pants.........