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I hate it when
people lie to me
and they don’t know
that I know
that they are lying to
me, but I know the
truth. And they are,
in fact, lying to me.
People lie to be accepted.
I don’t care if you’re
a pathological
liar; I will accept you
if you are a liar.
Just tell me that.
Tell me you lie.
And you will be
better accepted
and helped.
what happens to nitrogen when the sun rises
it becomes daytrogen
I’m going to bed.
good nitrogen
sleep tightrogen
don’t let the bed bugs bitrogen
(via carrieisreborn)
