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Sunday, October 12, 2008

I Lie

I like to pretend I'm a bad liar. Because that way no one expects me to lie. And I'll admit, I'm not so good at the little white ones. But when it comes to the big important lies, the excuses, avoiding the truth, twisting my own words, there I must admit I'm quite pro.

I've never been caught out.

But I kind of want to be.
Posted by Andrea at 10:51 AM

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