I’m a pathological liar. I don’t try to be, but I just am. Everyday I keep lying to everyone about what I would do, what I want to do or even what I like. And these lies have stacked up in my life that sometimes I even overwhelm myself with these lies and think they are the truth. I want to stop, but what’s the point? All I do is just lie and lie, sure some truths can be told. But, at this point, I don’t even know what is true or not. I might as well die anyway.
