Liar, Liar Pt 2

So, I'm lucky enough to have a job that allows me to be very social. My staff is filled with estrogen, and so is most of my customer base. We talk about everything- there is no taboo subject in a tanning salon! So, I was telling one of my client-friends about the situation (which she had been following), and she asked if I had a picture to show her. I showed her his myspace page, and as she's saying "Well, at least he's cute..." this look of shock and disgust crosses her features as she exclaims "WAIT! THAT'S MY COUSIN!" Now, my dear bloggy-friends...Know that this is l'histoire de ma vie aka the story of my life! This would only happen to me! She then went on to say "I'm so sorry, oh Blake I don't want to be the one to tell you this but he's a liar." As we got deeper and deeper into the conversation she confirmed my fears. He lied about his last name (which I knew, because to be honest I always had a hunch that he was and I had looked at his car registration one night while he stopped to get gas). He lied about what he does for a living (he doesn't own a construction company, he drives trucks for a furniture store). He even lied about his religion!
At first, I laughed. Mostly because this is so Blake. This is just so my luck. Then it all sunk in. The person who I thought I could count on, not only showed me that I couldn't count on him, but now was caught in this web of lies. Even if I wanted to believe that he loved me, how could I? All he ever did was lie to me.
But maybe the worst part of this is that his cousin (my friend) is truly at a loss for what to say. Her instincts tell her that he's as messed up as the rest of his family. But what I've told her raises doubts in her mind.
Regardless, it seems all bets are off now. He seems to still be hung up on his ex, and I'm apparently not worth the truth.
The quote I posted at the top of this entry is exactly how I feel. Did he think I would care for him any less if I knew he lived in a trailer, drove a truck for a living, had a crazier last name, and was a Jehova's Witness? Did he really think so low of me to think that I wouldn't look past those things (some of them which I already knew)? Or did he just not care enough to put the truth out there?
Either way, it hurts me. And to be honest, the religion thing bothers me the most. I was raised Catholic and I'm not ashamed of what I am. I think if you love God and you are choosing to accept Jesus, you shouldn't be ashamed- now that's living a double life, heck thats living a LIE and that's a big lie to live.
I guess I'm going to leave this one up to God because I'm really out of words.

I just want to know why me?
And Only God Knows Why.

xoxo
Blake