I am a really good liar. I spent most of my life lying.
I lied in middle school when I spent the summer having sleepovers with my best friend.
--Our all-night makeout sessions were just an experiment.
I lied when I stared at the models in Seventeen magazine.
--I was a normal girl interested in fashion.
I lied when I said I was saving myself for marriage.
--I was “picky,” and “shy.”
I lied in high school when I decided I should not have female friends.
--They were dramatic and annoying.
I lied in college when I said I loved the boyfriend I wasn't attracted to.
--He’s a good guy and I want a family.
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