And here. Again. Crying alone. When other people just don't understand. And while I cannot even start. A conversation even with my very own bestfriend. Because telling them. Might worth nothing. And I just felt like I might being humiliate. I had enough of people using me. They said. They can keep secret. But. No. It's a lie.
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I wonder. What make them so happy telling others secret to people?
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