I ing hate it when you build up so much trust in someone you know through the Internet and completely forget they haven't proven they are who they say they are until you find out that they've lied to you the entire time. You later find there Twitter account with a completely different name from what they said there name was but it had photos of their face on the Twitter account. Then, you get even more pissed because they've called people out on being fake before when they themselves were just one big lie as well. I understand lying about age and etc. for safety. But, can't you just say 'I'd rate not disclose that info about myself'? It's difficult to keep trusting someone after they've completely lied to you about everything. What if everything else they said was a lie? Like, okay go ahead and create a different identity on this website. I've done so before to just escape, but don't ing lead someone on through the Internet and then turn around and be like "OH BTW EVERYTHING I SAID ABOUT MYSELF IS A LIE!" I feel so ing betrayed. I seriously want to punch them so hard. I'm luckily not the person they led on but it was my friend that got led on and they're hurting so bloody much. Heck, my other friend told him about her dark past that she still suffers from today due to trauma. I'm just...I'm highly enraged. I'm shaking in anger right now. I know I shouldn't let this bother me but I highly dislike my friends being screwed with. Okay, go ahead and hurt me but don't ing hurt my friends. I'm so done with people. This is why I hate talking about myself to others because all they're going to do is turn around and destroy you. All they'll do is backstab you and play with your emotions until you've just had enough, you're tired. You're tired of thinking someone is your friend but they aren't.
Think of it like it's fishing. That person slowly reels you in and you keep going, until they've got ahold of you, they've captured you. They inspect you and then after getting a good look they change their mind and say "you're not good enough," and then throw you back into the pond. Or maybe perhaps they do keep you and decide they don't want to eat you quite yet so store you somewhere in water. So you're just sitting there, and sitting there, and sitting there without food until you've finally just died. They forgot about you. They must've found a bigger and better fish.
I trust most of you that I've gotten close to on here, but I just needed to get this off my chest.
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