I'm Mandy and I'm a Compulsive Liar
«2005-12-05»

playing:Mama I'm coming Home- Ozzy
feeling:Pissed

Today, at 17 I learned the lesson that every teenager with internet eventually learns. It is never wise to meet someone in person you originally met online.

Now that I think about it, it was fuckint stupid. I mean,talking on the phone, maybe to just ensure the fact you're not speaking to an unwanted creepy pedophile, maybe not so dumb. But meeting them? Thats just butt-ass crazy stupid.

Obviously the person you're meeting is just as nuts as you, to go spend a week with a complete stranger, someone who you wouldn't know if they kicked you in the shin. Its dumb.

Of course, I realize how dumb it was 3 years after I did it, because its finally coming back to bite me in the ass. Because the girl I met is a piece of work. And I don't mean that in a bad way, she just has a problem letting go.

Whats the best part of this story is that I'm going to be at the same college as her next year. And when she found out she began giving me all these rules about how I am to act on campus, such as never come within 10 ft of her. I should go up to her and kiss her cheek everyday for spite. Maybe throw a Bible at her. Or holy water. She'd hate that.

Its not Honorable for me to come.

Like I'm going to alter my entire life because I lied to you and you caught me. I have lied to everyone I have ever met and some I have not met. I've lied on diaryland, I've lied in AIM chatrooms, I've lied to my fuckbuddies, my boyfriend, my relatives, my teachers, my family, my friends, myself,
YOU ARE NOT EXEMPT. I have a problem with lying. I realize that. If you never want to speak to me again that's fine.

I really don't feel as if its that bad. I've apologized so many times you'd think I had killed her firstborn. I'm sorry I'm a liar.

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