Today you wish you weren’t me because
I’m full of bull shit. I’m a liar. My head is just full of lies that just roll off my tongue at random moments, most of the time I don’t even need to lie. I just do. I don’t want to say for fun, but that’s the direction it’s headed in. I just want people to think I’m cooler than I am, I guess. And it works. Even my best friends believe me. All four of them just eat it all up, think it’s all 100% true.
Once I tell a lie, I feel like it just becomes true. I’m starting to feel like the person that used to only exist in my elaborate lies. I’m the girl who isn’t afraid to cuss in front of her mom, the girl who isn’t afraid of some bitch who thinks she knows it all. I’m the girl with smart retorts, with a hard punch. I’m the girl who’s turned down countless guys, only because I had my eyes on something higher, more worthy of my wishes. I’m the girl who’s gone all the way. I’m the girl with all the experience, the one who knows everything. I’m the girl with the cool older brother who doesn’t think she’s annoying, but cool, the awesome guy friends that are obviously totally in love with me. I’m the girl who’s smart, and popular as well.
I’m the girl who lies, and needs to stop before it gets out of hand.
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