don’t worry I’m not about to forgive you it’s not my place to forgive you people tell lies for all sorts of reasons it doesn’t mean they are bad it doesn’t make them wrong sometimes we lie to spare the feelings of others most of the time we lie because we are afraid fear makes liars of us all whole civilisations have been built on well-intentioned lies I know you meant no harm I’m sure you had the truth in mind at some point in the future this will be the past I’ve already burned my diary my last statement shall be ash life my friend is fleeting we shall leave no trace behind us and our troubles will have washed away diluted in the oceans of time
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