“The truth doesn’t always set you free; people prefer to believe prettier, neatley wrapped lies”
― Jodi Picoult
When you tell the truth, you don’t have anything to remember… Why is it that people stay lying about insignificant stuff, stuff that is so small and unimportant? Why must you lie about your life, lie about yourself to make yourself appear more appealing? A flawless life may seem appealing to you but it isn’t a life that has been truly lived.
That moment when your lies become your life and no lie detector in the world can save you from your own pile of sh*t. People that go through each day telling at least ONE lie a day make me sick, I kind of pity them because their life is so pathetic that they feel they need to lie in order to get through the day, in order to have friends, in order to have people like them, in order to have some piece of a life.
People like that don’t care about anyone but themselves, they play a good role and make you feel as if they care, but truth be told, they could give a sh*t about you. It’s funny though because when their world begins crash, it’s at that point that their lies increase and get out of control and they do whatever it takes to take the pressure off themselves and shift it to another target. Is it too much for you to just live your miserable life? I mean honestly, you can do whatever it takes to actually make your life the one that you want instead of lying about it… but I guess that requires too much work, so you would rather lie and bullish*t those people around you.
Why lie when you can tell the truth and just live freely. I just hope that your memory is as good as you need it to be when your lies end up in the same room and there is no escape…