Okay, so this is actually a rewrite. I was a bit bitchy in the original, and after about 3 minutes I felt bad, so I'm rewriting this.
Basically, I hate liars. I understand that I don't have the best track record, what with pretending to be in love with X and all, but at least my intentions were good. Does that make it right? No. But I didn't do it to hurt anyone. In fact, I did it to spare the pain I knew the truth would cause.
And I understand that sometimes people tell little white lies. Sometimes it's to get out of trouble, like a speeding ticket. Other times it's to spare a person's feelings ("Does this ___ look bad on me?"). Of course, that still doesn't make lying okay, but I understand that, at that point, it's not meant to hurt anyone.
No, what I can't stand are the lies that are meant to hurt. The ones that are meant to cover tracks. The ones that are told in order for the liar to get their way.
What bothers me even more is when someone lies to the very person who has been trying to help them.
Now, we're all human. And no sin is greater or smaller than the last. But come one, people... Don't expect me to be honest with you if you're just going to lie to me. There's one thing I'm not, and that's stupid. I'm smart enough to figure it out.
Oh, and one more thing: paranoia is defined as anxiety or distrust that is based on no evidence or justification. If there is evidence and justification, it is no longer paranoia; it's cautiousness.
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