December 8th, 2006

Love being a writer

Artspark #201

50 lies that people tell you.

This won't hurt.
It will be all right.
Your call is important to us.
The noise in the dark is only the wind.
If you loved me you would.
It's quite safe.
No-one's ever complained before.
It's not you, it's me.
It's for your own good.
I don't care.
God hates those people.
It really won't hurt.
The cheque is in the post.
I didn't do it.
It's only a shadow - nothing to be scared of.
It's supposed to look like that.
It will stretch with wear.
I only drink socially.
You aren't worth it.
It won't happen again.
God hates you when you do that.
Just this once won't hurt.
Everyone's doing it.
No, your bum doesn't look big in that.
Dreams can't hurt you.
I usually take a smaller size.
I'm only staying for the children.
If the wind changes, your face will stay that way.
I'll be all right.
It's not much further.
God hates.
Santa will know if you've been naughty.
What chocolate? I didn't see any chocolate.
You don't deserve to be happy.
I won't tell a soul.
I've never done that with anyone before.
The stork brings babies.
I've got a headache.
You aren't strong enough.
You aren't clever enough.
You aren't enough.
Dreams can't come true.
If you step on a crack, you'll break your mother's back.
If you swallow chewing gum it will stick your insides together.
I love you.

Crossposted to artspark