Since I met you fourteen and a half years ago, you've never, ever given me a reason to trust the words that come out of your mouth. If I were to count that number of times I've caught you lying about things, even in the eleven years we've been apart, it'd easily be in the hundreds. I even told you to your face once - do you remember? I said "You need to stop lying to people. We always catch you out."
Everyone around you knows you lie. All of your family, my family, his family, all the kids, your fella, most of your so-called friends - how many ex-friends have you got because you lied?
It tests my belief in humanity, it really does. You lie about the most trivial of things, and the most important things. You lie to everyone around you, so much so it seems you even lie to yourself. You believe your own lies. Are you surprised that some around you take your words with a pinch of salt?
