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I tried truth once
liar liar pants on fire
I tried truth once
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2 comments:
I feel so conflicted about this statement. One part of me wants to deny; the other wants to confess. (my word verification is "consess". Now I'm convinced it's not an accident.)
Confess is exactly what i thought of??? too scary for me...
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