secretssssss.

Secrets. We all have them and their effect on us can vary. There are those secrets that you just don't want anyone knowing, the ones that kill you inside, and the ones that are just plain personal. Either way, secrets are still there. When someone says that they don't have any secrets, I'd frown at them and strongly disagree. You just have to think for a while and you'll find your secret.

The worst secret of all to me is the one that absolutely kills you inside. I can't really give good examples, but I do have a good one in mind. Suppose you like someone and your relationship with them is at a pretty satisfactory level. You might want to tell that person, but at the same time you might not want to risk that comfortable level you're at with them. You're stuck in your own abyss of thoughts. But you know the longer you keep that in, the more it kills you. Sucks to be in that situation, doesn't it? Yeah.

But then there are those neutral secrets. That when you tell someone, you wouldn't really care. Those are my favorite kinds. It's fun to know things about people that others don't know about.

Secrets suck, secrets are awesome. It all depends on which kind.