lie

LIE

lie

LIE

lie

LIE

Big lie, little lie.

I lie.

You lie.

We all lie.

Do you know how many lies I’ve told in the last seven years?

Probably too many to count.

Lying comes as easily to me as breathing.

Everyone believes me.

I’m good.

I’m safe.

I’m trustworthy.

Most people like me.

Which is why no one suspects me of lying.

I have no reason to lie … I have no outward reason to stray from the truth, right?

Wrong. So wrong.

I lie to protect myself.

I lie to protect the people I love.

I lie because I’m biding my time.

I lie so you have no idea what’s coming next.