September 13, 2008
I hate keeping secrets from my friends. At some point, I donít remember when, it never felt like such a big deal to me. It doesnít matter, just when they say things. When they assume itís OK to say it because none of us would care. They donít know I care, and itís not their fault. Thereís no reason why they shouldnít think they know me better than anyone. Thatís the worst part in some ways, knowing Iím purposefully deceiving them when they should be the ones who know everything. Iím making this sound far more important than it is.