Because I feel like I should. Feels different though. Can't talk about my life or my day. Just the general hullabaloos that come and go. Wondering, is this how Flash feels? At least it's better than being Clark Kent. Speedballing everyday. My blogs are bombs ready to explode on my face at any time. Anybody I know could just stumble upon one of them and I'm dead.
Just two years ago, my then boyfriend learned about my secret love affairs also through my "secret" blog. How careless. And maybe I do like it that way. The feeling that eventually people are gonna find out what I really feel. Saves me the hassle of explaining everything. Yeah? Yeah.
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