Thursday, 18 March 2010

Still scribbling.


Sometimes, I instinctively trust people. Alot of the time it turns out to be more or less a mistake, of course, but that is just human nature. 

Rarely, very rarely, I encounter someone I feel comfortable saying what I really think and feel, and talking about my past, with. I am not saying it is not scary, because it is, but it is ok, and I feel allowed to say stuff and just be me. So far so good.

What then when that turns out to be too much and what you say is so honest it sounds untrue? When your secrets are secret for a reason? 

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