The boy was a liar

    I remember once a friend of mine said to me: " lies are like flowers, when it gets old it becomes more creative." He was labelled as pinokkio, the child whom his nose grow up with every lie, because he was lying like he was breathing. Five years ago, he told me that he was the one who discovered America alongside with christoph colombos. Nontheless, he kept telling me that he's got a lot of ships and plans hitting the road with celebrities to all over the world. Still, my favorite one in his lies is when he told me that he just had a kiss from Beyonce, the famous singer, when she snicks to his room. I was his friend and I could see that he was lying, but what shocked me when I've asked him so, he said to me: if we tell the truth, we don't have to remember anything. Right after what he said, he claims that he doesn't want to buy a Lamborghini anymore (lmao, like he can afford to buy it). However, he's still one of my friends and he's so kind; despite the fact that he can't control himself when it gets to lie. I miss him at this moment.