If you told me that you loved me, I’m not sure I’d believe you. Not too many good things happen in this world and you’d be a liar to tell me otherwise. Am I a skeptical jerk or am I realistic, you tell me.
You think you’re the only one who suffers in this world? That you’re some doomed hero in a Greek tragedy, and the world just laughs at your misery? Stop lying to yourself; you’re pathetic, but you’re no hero.
he lied to me because he thought it would be the best thing to do to cover up the recent unfortunate events concerning his dead girlfriend from a tragic incident at the zoo. he could have just told me that the monkey flung poo at her until she died from a panic attack.
Justin
She is such a stupid liar…I cant believe I fell for it. That must make me pretty stupid too.
NicholeA
fool me once,
shame on you.
fool me twice,
shame on you.
I am not a liar. Ha! I’d never lie to my daughter. Such beautiful eyes and crisp, brown hair, flowing over her innocent little shoulders. I’d never lie to her. Never. A lie is a terrible thing, and that is why I’ve chosen not to tell her why I’ve carved her into 120 small, edible pieces.
She doesn’t mind being a liar, she embraces it and I cringe every time she takes the part on her self as if putting on a curly clown wig and a squirting flower in her lapel that poisons.
My ex-boyfriend. I’m not really sure he ever cared for me as much as he cared for the other girls. Yet I’m still hung up on him. And though I told him the truth the other day, my heart was screaming. It only wanted him. Then. Now. Why do we always want the liars? Do we like the challenge?
Kaylie
That’s all that you are. That’s you. You do this all the time. You did this too many time. I’m done with you. You hurt me beyond belief. I can’t take that. I walked away because the pain is too much. I’m better now. I have learned. I can’t take you anymore.
caroline randolph. she is beautiful in that deceiving sort of way – she has those big brown eyes that make you want to hug her at first, but then later on when you really know her then you realize that they’re just two separate lies.
lies that make up caroline randolph.
chelsea
“LIAR!” she screamed at me, wiping the tears away with her arm. She was furious, and hurt beyond belief.
“LIAR!” she screamed again, hitting my chest with her fist. I shook my head and held her as she collapsed into my arms, screaming and beating my chest with all her might. I wished with all my heart that I really was lying, but she deserved the truth. Every poisonous word of it.
Taylor Rose
Liar. A really relative term who decides what a lie is. Are lies of omision still lies? Is it lying to say that you are fine when really you aren’t but don’t want to bother another person with it? Don’t speak liar
Elena
“YOU’RE SUCH A LIAR!” I screamed, throwing each article of clothing on to the lawn harder than the one before it.
“No, honey, please! It’s not what it seems!” he pleaded. His lies made me even more angry. I could no longer see him past the rain of his wrinkled shirts, and I wished that I would never have to again.
Sick and twisted. Keniving and manipulative. Putting on a pretty mask and being fluent in flowery words. You think you can get away with it. But you’ll never make it in life. You will have a downfall — and it will make me laugh. You are nothing but a joke. I would rather hear the ugly truth than a beautiful lie. Once you’re labeled a liar, it’ll haunt you forever. And that’s no lie.
Liar! she was a liar. who knew, my bestfriend. why didn’t she ever tell me about her first husband. i could help whoner, how did he die? she said it was bloody..
Amber
i believe in you
i was stuck
outside the door
like a cat
waiting to be let in
i believed in everything you said
she laughed when the words dripped from his slimy tongue. “It wasn’t me who lied.”
you promised me you wouldn’t leave
but you left. you lied to me when you said you loved me
liar liar,
i hate you.
you hurt me.
liar liar.
i still love you.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” she screamed.
“I mean it! I’m sorry, it’s just-” he stammered.
“Just what?” she demanded.
“I didn’t mean to. But when I saw her again-”
“You fell back in love? Just like you did with me, just like you’d say you’d forgotten about her when you met me? They were right, love makes us liars.”
“Liar, liar, pants on fire!” My brother, wearing a tee shirt and a pair of athletic shorts, was yelling at me from his bedroom door. The year was 1988.
This is the name of a paradox. This is also a type of person. It is an English word. Liar is composed of vowels. The word liar is a great way to insylt h
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The truth is not in him. He lies the way other men breathe. He lies when there’s no need to, just out of general policy. Rovian!
He is a liar. Then again, so am I. So is Buddha, so sits beside me, by my bed, and he isn’t sleeping but he isn’t waking up either. His dog eyes wonder even he is tired. I wish I wondered when I was tired. I’m just tired, I just sit
juli
so many things to say
but how do you know if its the truth
for we are all living one blurred by the unnecessary
They said everything was fine. That this type of society was made to have no flaws; to be perfect. A utopia. But we found the fatal wire; the glitch. And we fixed it to our liking.
Liar liar Liar, they’d chant at me, why are you such a little liar?
I’m not.
They don’t listen
Liar liar liar
when will you listen?
They can’t
They Won’t
LIAR LIAR LIAR
i’m gone, i’m a liar
I can’t believe it. I fell for it again. Binky told me he loved me, and then he ran off with that long-legged blonde bimbo. What a liar he is and what a fool I am. I’m done with love.
I am not a liar. Okay, maybe sometimes, but only for self-preservation. Society is a lot kinder to those who never get caught lying, or never admit that they do. Everyone lies.
Cooper
Dorothy told the biggest liar to Steffan. This deeming a complete liar. Her green eyes blazed in the sun as she spoke to him.
Becca
We live and we die, we fall and we fly
But you lie and I cry, what has Love made of you and I?
She was beautiful when she lied, which was always. Her family used to think she would grow out of it, but now they realized there was never going to be a chance of that. She lied to all that she knew, not because she needed to, or because she had to. No, she lied because she wanted to. It made her feel vibrant, like a sort of radiant energy coursing through her body. It made her the most beautiful liar ever.
Jessica
my mother
my exes
my father
my brother
my family
my friends
me…
anne
who are you? tell me. don’t tell me. i’m not sure that i deserve to know.
i can’t even write about this.
it seems i have lost my will,
my imagination has gone.
perhaps i will never write again.
perhaps life for me is over.
i have no muse,
no inspiration.
i am finished.
liar. you fucking liar.
you spit all your hate at the world,
while the problem is in your heart.
you fucking liar.
stop polluting the air with you hypocritical shit
learn to love.
do me a favor
you fucking liar.
Austin Sens
a cheat. a stealer. a liar.
there is not much one can do about a liar. other than de-friend him. don’t be a liar. you will have no friends.
If you told me that you loved me, I’m not sure I’d believe you. Not too many good things happen in this world and you’d be a liar to tell me otherwise. Am I a skeptical jerk or am I realistic, you tell me.
You think you’re the only one who suffers in this world? That you’re some doomed hero in a Greek tragedy, and the world just laughs at your misery? Stop lying to yourself; you’re pathetic, but you’re no hero.
i should have known you would turn out a liar. actions speak louder than words baby.
liars are so annoyingly disrespectful. but sometimes it’s necessary to tell half-truths to keep people sane and happy. Don’t you think so?? I do.
liar liar pants on firee!
shliar pliers fwire
FIRE FIRE FIRE!
my underwear is on fire!
stop drop and roll!!!!!!
he lied to me because he thought it would be the best thing to do to cover up the recent unfortunate events concerning his dead girlfriend from a tragic incident at the zoo. he could have just told me that the monkey flung poo at her until she died from a panic attack.
She is such a stupid liar…I cant believe I fell for it. That must make me pretty stupid too.
fool me once,
shame on you.
fool me twice,
shame on you.
I am not a liar. Ha! I’d never lie to my daughter. Such beautiful eyes and crisp, brown hair, flowing over her innocent little shoulders. I’d never lie to her. Never. A lie is a terrible thing, and that is why I’ve chosen not to tell her why I’ve carved her into 120 small, edible pieces.
She doesn’t mind being a liar, she embraces it and I cringe every time she takes the part on her self as if putting on a curly clown wig and a squirting flower in her lapel that poisons.
My ex-boyfriend. I’m not really sure he ever cared for me as much as he cared for the other girls. Yet I’m still hung up on him. And though I told him the truth the other day, my heart was screaming. It only wanted him. Then. Now. Why do we always want the liars? Do we like the challenge?
That’s all that you are. That’s you. You do this all the time. You did this too many time. I’m done with you. You hurt me beyond belief. I can’t take that. I walked away because the pain is too much. I’m better now. I have learned. I can’t take you anymore.
caroline randolph. she is beautiful in that deceiving sort of way – she has those big brown eyes that make you want to hug her at first, but then later on when you really know her then you realize that they’re just two separate lies.
lies that make up caroline randolph.
“LIAR!” she screamed at me, wiping the tears away with her arm. She was furious, and hurt beyond belief.
“LIAR!” she screamed again, hitting my chest with her fist. I shook my head and held her as she collapsed into my arms, screaming and beating my chest with all her might. I wished with all my heart that I really was lying, but she deserved the truth. Every poisonous word of it.
Liar. A really relative term who decides what a lie is. Are lies of omision still lies? Is it lying to say that you are fine when really you aren’t but don’t want to bother another person with it? Don’t speak liar
“YOU’RE SUCH A LIAR!” I screamed, throwing each article of clothing on to the lawn harder than the one before it.
“No, honey, please! It’s not what it seems!” he pleaded. His lies made me even more angry. I could no longer see him past the rain of his wrinkled shirts, and I wished that I would never have to again.
Sick and twisted. Keniving and manipulative. Putting on a pretty mask and being fluent in flowery words. You think you can get away with it. But you’ll never make it in life. You will have a downfall — and it will make me laugh. You are nothing but a joke. I would rather hear the ugly truth than a beautiful lie. Once you’re labeled a liar, it’ll haunt you forever. And that’s no lie.
Liar! she was a liar. who knew, my bestfriend. why didn’t she ever tell me about her first husband. i could help whoner, how did he die? she said it was bloody..
i believe in you
i was stuck
outside the door
like a cat
waiting to be let in
i believed in everything you said
she laughed when the words dripped from his slimy tongue. “It wasn’t me who lied.”
His face reddened as the two women stared him down. They could tell he was lying and he knew they knew.
you promised me you wouldn’t leave
but you left. you lied to me when you said you loved me
liar liar,
i hate you.
you hurt me.
liar liar.
i still love you.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” she screamed.
“I mean it! I’m sorry, it’s just-” he stammered.
“Just what?” she demanded.
“I didn’t mean to. But when I saw her again-”
“You fell back in love? Just like you did with me, just like you’d say you’d forgotten about her when you met me? They were right, love makes us liars.”
“Liar, liar, pants on fire!” My brother, wearing a tee shirt and a pair of athletic shorts, was yelling at me from his bedroom door. The year was 1988.
This is the name of a paradox. This is also a type of person. It is an English word. Liar is composed of vowels. The word liar is a great way to insylt h
The truth is not in him. He lies the way other men breathe. He lies when there’s no need to, just out of general policy. Rovian!
He is a liar. Then again, so am I. So is Buddha, so sits beside me, by my bed, and he isn’t sleeping but he isn’t waking up either. His dog eyes wonder even he is tired. I wish I wondered when I was tired. I’m just tired, I just sit
so many things to say
but how do you know if its the truth
for we are all living one blurred by the unnecessary
They said everything was fine. That this type of society was made to have no flaws; to be perfect. A utopia. But we found the fatal wire; the glitch. And we fixed it to our liking.
Liar liar Liar, they’d chant at me, why are you such a little liar?
I’m not.
They don’t listen
Liar liar liar
when will you listen?
They can’t
They Won’t
LIAR LIAR LIAR
i’m gone, i’m a liar
I am a liar,
a pastor,
a father.
I can’t believe it. I fell for it again. Binky told me he loved me, and then he ran off with that long-legged blonde bimbo. What a liar he is and what a fool I am. I’m done with love.
I am not a liar. Okay, maybe sometimes, but only for self-preservation. Society is a lot kinder to those who never get caught lying, or never admit that they do. Everyone lies.
Dorothy told the biggest liar to Steffan. This deeming a complete liar. Her green eyes blazed in the sun as she spoke to him.
We live and we die, we fall and we fly
But you lie and I cry, what has Love made of you and I?
She was beautiful when she lied, which was always. Her family used to think she would grow out of it, but now they realized there was never going to be a chance of that. She lied to all that she knew, not because she needed to, or because she had to. No, she lied because she wanted to. It made her feel vibrant, like a sort of radiant energy coursing through her body. It made her the most beautiful liar ever.
my mother
my exes
my father
my brother
my family
my friends
me…
who are you? tell me. don’t tell me. i’m not sure that i deserve to know.
i can’t even write about this.
it seems i have lost my will,
my imagination has gone.
perhaps i will never write again.
perhaps life for me is over.
i have no muse,
no inspiration.
i am finished.
liar. you fucking liar.
you spit all your hate at the world,
while the problem is in your heart.
you fucking liar.
stop polluting the air with you hypocritical shit
learn to love.
do me a favor
you fucking liar.
a cheat. a stealer. a liar.
there is not much one can do about a liar. other than de-friend him. don’t be a liar. you will have no friends.