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pants on fire ~ June 7, 2003 - 5:17 p.m. so it's over. that was fast, I know. but what happened was this: he lied,and lied, and lied. why do they always have to do that? he lied to me to get me into bed, and lied to me to keep me there. now he's lying to try and get me back. liar, liar. it's the one thing I really can't stand. I told him that from day one. you can tell me anything-- just don't lie to me. he promised me-- promised-- that he never would. now he's trying to promise that he never will again. how the hell am I supposed to believe that? over and over again, I told him how much honesty mattered to me. I love you so much... he tells me. then you should have treated me right. the only things he's given me are sex and lies. and the sex wasn't even that good. dammit. I'm so tired of this. when am I going to have a partner that deserves me?
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