I used to be a WAY bigger liar than you
I used to say everything I thought my parents wanted to hear
Everything I thought was “good”, to OTHERS’ eyes
I learned that it’s always better to be honest.
There hardly ever is a such thing as “true” privacy.
Secrets don’t need to be kept, when they are truth (why hide the truth?)
Why would we hide anything from each other?
Just a stream of consciousness I had, I wanted to put in writing, where someone else might appreciate
Frank: apologies if you ever see this. I told myself I’d stay away
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