Lying is some SERIOUS FUCKING BUSINESS. Two years ago I met this guy who i thought was a really good person ect, and we became good friends. What i didnt know was that despite being super super intelligent, interesting and talented- this guy had the lying disease something chronic.
He lied about everything so convincingly and he was so smart that he remebered all his lies. We ended up sharing a house together. It was about this time that he told me that he had a brain tumour the size of a golf ball in his head, and that he maybe had a couple of weeks to live. He had CT scans to prove it. Everyone was so distraught and didnt know what to do. Anyway, he went away to visit this tribe of indigenous Australian aboriginies and apparently they did a miracle cure. It was around this time that i seriously started to doubt everything this dude had ever said. I soon started to find lots of evidence to support my thoughts. Everyone started cottoning on to what this guy was about. Then one week, this guy just changed his personality and became a completely different person.
The strange thing was that this guy was for his age a bit of a Doogie Howser. He had his shit together and was respected by everyone. Im still trying to work him out. I think that psycoanalysts would have a fucking field day with this guy.
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'And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass'
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