I’ve always lied. I always liked the person I told people I was because I hate my story. Friends I’ve had for years don’t know me because I’ve lied about my story. Who I am, where I’m from, what I’ve done. I’ve created villains and Heros for my story, which I am the most sorry for. I’ve lied about who I’ve been with because I wanted to write out and write in people.
And for the first time in my life, I was caught. By the only person I actually want to share my story with. I have looked my best friend in the face and told her that she has no clue who her best friend is. I had to tell my girlfriend she doesn’t know the woman she falls asleep next to every night. Because I’ve always liked it that way.
But I am done. I don't want my stories anymore. I want my best friend to know me like I know her. I want my girlfriend to trust me. I want her to fall for me, not my story.
















