
When you lie you often have to keep lying. Share your pain. When I was 15 I pretended to be 16 to help get a summer job. Then had to spend a summer with this nice shopkeeper asking me everyday if I was excited about getting my GCSE results. I felt like an utter shit. Thanks to MerseyMal for the suggestion.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2012, 21:57)
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I also like the thought of you entering another Heineken-soaked haze at a future family Christmas and telling your brother that his wife's a hideous fat cunt.
( , Fri 9 Mar 2012, 12:40, Reply)
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