Let your lion roar.
Lie to me.
That’s what I might have well have said by saying I don’t look like I gained any weight, right? It’s going to be okay, isn’t it? You are not having sex with anyone else, right?
Tell me what I think I want to hear.
Some people like it straight. They want to be told what is. They want what is and what can be without any embellishments or I will make you feel betters. State the facts, please.
I want to be appeased. Make me believe I am safe.
Recently, I decided that the truth is a much better version of the truth than a lie.
In my late twenties I had this boyfriend, the one who wouldn’t let himself be called “boyfriend”. I loved this not-boyfriend boyfriend . I went on the birth control pill for this not-boyfriend boyfriend. We’d been together a…
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