Reminds me of some humans. Sure, many of us might seem prickly, scary, unapproachable. But in a large number of cases, the "spikes" we show to the world--the aloofness, outrageous behavior, acts that aren't who we really are--are just a defense mechanism. Deep inside, we're benign, harmless, lovable. These defense mechanisms are probably a result of past hurts, created (voluntarily or involuntarily) to avoid being hurt again. Isn't it a wonderful thing whenever we come across people who are able to see past the horns, the spikes--who are damn brave enough or care enough about us to go past them and reach the heart of us?
If you have such persons in your life, count yourself among the fortunate and take care of them. They're very hard to come by. They're a big part of what makes life beautiful.
There are so many two-faced people today who say one thing and mean another, it's enough to make one lose faith in the whole human race. Unfair and sad, but true. Disillusionment, thy name is Janus.