I'm a serial liar, I can't help myself. I lie to everyone, even myself. I'm asked, "Jaime, why do you keep lying?" Then I lie again and again, as if I'm not even trying.
I lead people on and get them to invest. I waste their time and then I begin to give less and less.
I'll pretend I'm innocent and act like I've only been with a couple. But whatever number I tell you ... it's double.
Please don't ask questions and expect me to keep my stories straight. Lying is a whole lot easier if you just ignore that I'm a fake.
I don't want to be serious but I want a guy who is. I'll blow them in a car and on camera, and I'll soak myself in their jizz. But anything beyond sex, I'm just not interested.
I'm a pathological liar and I'll treat you like shit. I can't help it, I'm a dumb, slutty bitch. I'll say I love you, but I'm really only interested in friends with benefits.
That's why they say I'm dumb DeFore, and I'm nothing but a dirty whore.
- Jaimed488
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