And just like that...

...I let down my walls and am hurt again. Trust. If I can't trust what you say, if you go off to your ex girlfriend's place when you say you're camping, when you say you're falling in love but that's just lip service, I'm building my walls back up. When you plan for Tuesday night but you say you still have your kids but you picked them up on Friday and have them for three days at a time, the math just doesn't add up. Sigh. Why do I trust the wrong ones? Or maybe everyone lies?