I hate it when people I like and care for, lie to me.
I switch off. Totally. And completely.
And when they continue to lie, it totally PPPPISSES ME OFF!!!
*goes to the loo, takes a leak and comes back*
Well… *deep breath* Okay, here I go.
I’ve said this before. You can get away with murder with me, if you tell me the truth. The thing about truth is it is soooo damn consistent, everytime you have to say it. Because… it really happened.
But when you lie, you have to say another lie to cover it and another lie and another lie… It just goes on and on and on… and you have to remember all the lies you’ve made up and chances are that one day, you’ll have so much remembering to do that you are likely to fuck it all up and ultimately… the truth will one day come out and bring with it all that shit you’ve been using to bury it with.
Someone close lied to me about something and I found out. She said another lie to cover it up. And I found out that too and confronted her with evidence. Now she says another lie. And here I am. Hoping she’ll read this and get the message.
There’s something about dishonesty that pisses us off. It breaks trust, brings in distance and is capable of completely ruining perfectly healthy relationships.
I have never ever lied to you. Return that courtesy.
And don’t ever play this game with me again, all right?
*smiles*
Come, gimme a hug now! 🙂
MADRAS INK. 