a lie is a lie, no matter the size, shape or color..

I used to make up a lot stories when I was a kid that actually had great texture and imagination to them, or so I thought..i constructed these imaginary fabrications as a comfort blanket to the insecure feelings that I had inside as a child, pretending to be someone other than the adopted me I was supposed to be that I couldn't truly … Continue reading a lie is a lie, no matter the size, shape or color..