Notes by deranged. Записки сумасшедшего

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I lie. I have lain all my life. I lie for my perents for my friend for boy-friend. But I don't understand why. I lay and after that I saed for my self: "It is not lie it's only imagination. I'm only visionary." But soon I began to lie agian. I lay and lay and lay... I can't stop it but I want very strongly!
I have lay so mach that now i'm not positive whiere is lie and whiere true. i lay all time fore all piople. i lay for my self! what can i doo? maby my live is lay too?!