I'm a liarI lie about everything, my whole life is based on lies. I make up random things so people think I'm cool, or give me sympathy for different things. I can't stop and I can't come clean. I hate myself. It's horrible. I adore my friends but a lot of things they think they know about me aren't real. It used to give me a thrill but now I just have an overwhelming sense of guilt constantly bombarding me. I want to get out of this damn hole I'm buried so deep in but I can't. I can't come clean, some of my lies are so deep that if I was honest my friends would terminate our relationship. I am a terrible person, but nobody knows it.