Guilt.

by witnessthefire


Ah, good old lying.

It always comes to bite you on the ass. It doesn’t get you anywhere, only wishing and regretting, worrying and guilt- stricken.

Lying to my mum isn’t pretty, especially when I know she is already against what I lied about. She only said five words to me, but they hurt a lot more than other things said to me. “That is a stupid decision.” It doesn’t sound like much, but it was one of those you- have- to- be- there- moments. Com’on- We’ve all had them.

Maybe the lesson here is I should listen to my mum more.

And stop wanting to grow up.

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