My mum makes up rules that stop me from being happy and then expects me to follow them. Which I find, to some extent, to be hilarious. So I blatantly ignore them. And then she starts crying and saying that she's never trusted me, and she was just starting to, and now she can't.
Which is bullshit. Because she will never trust me.
And I hate lying to her, and I try to make it obvious, I think, because I want her to find out. But then she takes my phone away and makes my life hell, so maybe I should've just not told her.
Why is telling the truth always the wrong option?
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Honesty, it's fucking great isn't it? :(
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