Why Aren’t Your Pants Burning?

September 12, 2008 - Friday

Current mood: cold
Category: Friends
I have lied before. I hate admitting. Still, it would be a lie to say that I haven't lied. I guess I'm uncomfortable admitting that I do and uncomfortable if I don't admit it at all.

I have known people who weren't very good liars. You can see it the moment they open their mouths to tell the lie. Sometimes it's in their eyes, sometimes it's in the way they fidget. Sometimes it's the kind of words they use. Shoot, sometimes it's everything!

But some people are really good at telling lies. Some people are so good that you'd never have a clue that they were telling lies unless you were one of those people who had some kind of inner something that said, "That's a load of you-know-what."

In the past I have had that inner something. I wonder, too, if maybe because I can be a good liar (again, I hate admitting that but I have to say it) I am able to discern a fellow good liar... it's that whole thing of you can't bs a bs-er.

I don't like to lie. If I do lie it's because I feel like I'm backed into a corner - not a good excuse, but my reason.

I think I'm being lied to. I've got that feeling in my gut (and it's a substantial gut, so it's a big feeling). I hope I'm wrong. If I'm right, and I will find out if I'm right because I've done this kind of thing before, it will devastate me. Still, I'd rather have the truth and be hurt than be clueless living with a lie.

Don't lie.
I'll do the same.
Currently listening:
Tuesday Night Music Club
By Sheryl Crow
Release date: 1993-08-03

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