Being lied to can be like a knife piercing an innocent heart. It brings pain that is unslakable, unshakable, indescribably hard to explain. similar to answering a child's questions after they ask 'why' hundreds and thousands of times. The first couple of answers can be answered quite easily, but after the twentieth or thirtieth time it gets harder and harder to take. Almost like weight of lies compressing them; pounding them down lower and lower until they finally flatten; finally realize that they cant take this anymore; finally noticing that what is happening, this time, will not break them.
But what if those lies are meant for good intentions? Where is the line between little-white lie and unnecessary? Is that line thin or thick? under what circumstances can you lie to someone, And who determines weather you can or can not?
Lying is a pretty big deal. To me, in anyone's situations, there should be a level of comfort. That level should determine everything. If I just met someone, I wouldn't tell them or give them some of the things that i would my closest friends. Example, recently I gave Michelle and certificate of something that I'm not exactly going to mention now, simply because that is irrelevant. But i would not give that certificate whose name is irrelevant to a complete stranger. Just like I'm not going to lie to someone that trust me. Of course some people may think that there should be some situations were they can lie to someone, and i agree completely. I believe that in a life or death situation, if that person's life was in danger, than they may lie to that person to protect them.
I'm not even going to explain what i think about jokes because I think that anyone can most definently lie (if they are Joking) unless the prank is going to ruin the victim's life forever and always.
