I don't know exactly when this tragic transformation occurred, but, somewhere along the way... you learn how to lie.
You learn how to lie to impress,
to get out of trouble,
to lie well,
to lie badly for attention,
to lie about stupid things,
and... how to lie about important things.
If there is one thing I could change about us, it would be that. Someday you'll realize that nothing is real. You'll have friends because you lied about tragedies to get attention, you lied about skills to impress, embellished stories to amuse.... your whole life will be built off of lies. You're going to have to face the facts that all you can do is wait for these people to move on without you so that you can try and be more honest with the next batch of loved ones.
Some of these people are ones you want to know and love forever and a day.
You'll dig yourself into a hole so deep that you can't even see the surface light anymore.
You're going to mess up your one and only chance with them, while they're completely oblivious that you did anything wrong with them.
It's a hard pill to swallow.
Please... just... be honest.
You might be less interesting.
You might get grounded more often.
Your life might sound much less tragic.
But it will be real.
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