Usually, as i lay down on bed preparing to go sleep, i'll start thinking about random things. And the night before, i thought this :

There is such a fine line between truth and lies.

A lie that is masterly executed and cleverly guarded can be the truth.

And a truth that proves to hard to swallow can be a lie.

How is it that we can make a distinction between whether a statement is fallacious or genuine? Isn't all this subject to the opinions and belief of the individual? And as we all know... We are not infallible.

I think it's scary how if someone sets his/her heart on lying to you about something, you can actually live your life never knowing that what you thought was real is actually a big fat untruth.

If my future husband should ever lie or cheat on me, i'd rather he keep me in the dark forever.

So he'd better be a darn good liar.

I think this is a very pragmatic hope, no? Definitely more practical to wish for a good liar than one who doesn't lie at all.

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