there are secrets that I have trouble admitting even for myself. and less yet more than myself admitting to others. I can spill some dark secrets some entirely perverse damaging degrading killing secrets and yet there are some that I cannot I cannot even talk or think about or imagine and therefore I will not speak you will not know.
hm. this sat in drafts for a while. nothing too too much, but you know what I mean. maybe one day I'll write about it.