the thing about lying is that it's bad and being in a religious family, lying can bring you to hell. and, come on, let's all be honest. we all lied in some point in our lives, including myself.
but i wasn't a very good liar.
white lies are kinda okay, but big lies are hard to handle.
the way a big lie rolls out of my tongue is very unnatural for me. i hated saying those type of lies, but my stubborness got the best of me so i chose those actions that's why the big lies are made.
the anxiety of letting that lie be known to a person who shouldn't be knowing that lie, feels like you're drowning in an ocean. you're suffocating. your head and chest may feel heavy, your hands will shake, and all you can hear in your head is, 'what should i do?'
lies can drive you to different paths: a path to failure, a path to guilt, or a path to success.
lies are really not good, but sometimes you still lie even if you know that it's actually bad.
i met many liars in my life that's why sometimes i think that it's okay to lie, but now that i'm slowly maturing, i'm starting to think twice of my actions.
now, that i'm writing this, i should stick it to my mind that lying is scary, no good, and it can scar me for life.
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tired
Non-Fiction"as she let out a heavy sigh, tears escaping from her eyes. and from that day, she started becoming tired every single day." a book of my shits, unexplained feelings, unshared thoughts and just a preview of how messy my mind is.
