Lies We Tell Ourselves
He's stupid.
She's ugly.
He's awful.
She can't bend to save her life.
He's a stuck-up prick.
She's a snooty peasant.
He doesn't care about anyone but himself.
She bosses everyone around.
That scar makes him look ugly.
Those hair loops are ridiculous.
I don't care if he gets hurt.
I don't care if she's sad.
It's just the truth.
I'm not going to lie to make her feel better.
He probably feels the same.
I know she'd do the same to me.
I can't trust him after what he did.
We can never be friends.
I hate him.
I hate her.