One thing I can't fucking stand is someone who tells lies.
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Now I know that for the most part, human beings are prone to fibbing from time to time; and I have been guilty of it myself when I was younger and more brazen. However, I think it's bullshit that our self-esteem and value system have been so jacked up that we continually make excuses for our impulses and shortcomings instead of embracing them, facing them, and growing alongside them, as is their purpose I believe.
When lying you're subscribing to another person's standard of how your life should be or should have been. You shouldn't apologize for what you wanted in the moment, but instead you should conduct yourself with some goddamn dignity so that you don't have anything to lie about in the first place. After all,
lying is just another form of apologizing for who you are.
Now, that crap just isn't fair to the poor asshole that has to sift through your bullshit to find out who they are dealing with. You should think about leveling the playing field a little, perhaps by telling the truth about yourself, your situation, your morals, and your intentions. You don't have to show all your cards, but everyone at the table needs to know what game they are playing. If you are justified in your actions, then why do you have anything to lie about? And if you have something to lie about, then maybe you're just a fucking cunt who needs to rethink your priorities in life.
In addition, not being truthful with someone can be likened to giving that person power over you. By lying or withholding information, you are basically telling that person that they are better than you, that you are wrong, that you are afraid of them, and that cannot face any of it. And well, if you are wrong and if you can't face it, then ultimately they are better than you. If you want to know how it feels to be hated, keep lying. Habitual liars aren't very popular folks; and their actions are why the whole of the world would like them to become regular candidates for spontaneous combustion.
It's true; you can float fairly well as a piece of shit,
but you won't be making any real friends as you twirl down the drain. I have managed to sink to the bottom; but I have developed gills that help me breath under the waters of blatant and idiotic foolery. I'm pretty sure that I don't have a fuckload of friends because I tell too much of the uncomfortable truth, and sometimes too harshly. The pals I do have are aware of this fact, and they either don't lie, do it very well, or haven't been caught yet. Because of this, I take everything people say at face value, never getting too attached to anything except the hidden chocolate in my dresser drawer. I think I have a PhD in deciphering the hieroglyphs of bullshit at this point, or at least a finely-tuned radar - perhaps to the point of paranoia.
However, I would rather have a scarcity of leaches who suck the marrow out of lies than a plethora of assholes who prefer fiction over truth. In fact, I find that the small amount of people with whom I do associate are just about as cynical and backwards as I am, having been lied to several times themselves. I like it this way just fine; and I am not accepting applications for new, potential dickheads to disappoint me in the end.
What's more, when you lie to someone you are telling them, and the world, that you suck. If you suck, then you need to fess up to it, get on with your miserable existence, and say you're sorry once in a while. If you don't suck, then stop acting like a dumbass by fibbing. You're making yourself look like an asshole.
A man is only as good as his word, and you don't want to make yourself out to be a worthless fuck when you die.
I always liked that old saying, "Liar, Liar, pants on fire;" though I must say that I have always been quite disappointed by the apparently misleading plotline of it. Never once have I seen a person burst into flames because they were a lying bastard. It would come in handy when making friends, dating, negotiating with clients, and shit like that. I mean, I don't have much cash, but I would pay good money to see that just one damn time before I croak.
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