Truth over lies if you don’t want to die.
Secrets. What good are they? Two things I try try to be: a woman of my word and a woman of honesty. I find out a secret, I am sworn to keep it, someone asks me what I know, and I am conflicted between telling the truth or keeping my oath and lie. Eventually people find out those secrets and what the most frustrating part is that when the two parties find out, you’re the one that ends up loosing both parties as friends for being the bitch who told the secret or kept it from them. Secrets. They hurt. They are not all that great. If you have a secret and want it to remain a secret then don’t go telling people about it or making it obvious. We have a tendency to forget that we are human beings with curiousity and that there is always the one person rule. The one person rule is that once you discover a secret, you are permitted to tell one person. But then that person has the one person secret and it just becomes a mothereffing cycle. Just come out with the truth. Don’t hide from it because eventually people are going to find out and karma is going to get you good. So good that you wished you never kept something a secret.
