picking up the pieces
My life is boring. But also very tense, in a way. It's too late to take back all the lies, and I live in fear of being found out. The lies keep piling up, one to cover another, and sooner or later, this web of deceit is gonna wear thin, and people will see through the deceit.
It's not a time for studying, so I convince myself. My parents only restrict me in my freedom of speech.
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