Lies. Promises.

I dont like being kept away from the truth.
I prefer watching and knowing the truth. No matter how much it would hurt. Because, whats the point of living a life that is fabricated?

I dont like being hid from things. Therefore i dont like mysterious surprises. Or secrets being openly said but just not to me. Nor hiding away the truth.

I dont like lies.
Even though i gotta admit i lie to family. Maybe sometimes even friends. We all do. The average a person lies a day is around 4. But you know whats funny? To know someone is lying to you, because you know the truth already. To know someone trying to formulate w a satisfactory excuse why they lied. Or in their eyes, 'lied'. To know how they could lie without the blink of an eye. To know they ask you whats wrong, totally ignorant that you knew the truth in the first place and also learnt that a lie had been made. But yes, sometimes it hurts to be lied to.

And apart from this, promises.
Half hearted ones. Empty ones. Broken ones.
Really, what the difference? They are all categorized under 'disappointment'. I dont like it when someone promises for the sake of it and does nothing to keep that promise.

Now, team promises and lies together. Correction. Team broken promises and lies together.
What do you get?
Thats how ive been feeling for the past week. And its tough.