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I'm back to pretending… Yes I am. And it's not because I want to. But because I have to. I am really the type who can't control what I say. Some label me as frank. Some just say I am being honest. Usually the thoughts just keep coming and I can't stop my mouth from blabbing. But because of that incident last March, I just have to keep my mouth shut whenever I am in that group of people.

Knowledge can give someone power. Yes, it can even give you that bragging right. It can be you know and they don't or you know it but they don't know you do.

Sometimes I just want to let it out... destroy all masks so that for once we'll just be ourselves and not what others want us to be. I want questions to be answered.

But who am I to force you? I won't…really. Someone asked me, "For how long would you keep it and not tell them that you know?" I just said, "forever".

For now, just stop talking about me (or even in front of me)… you won't like it if I start talking.

Don't worry, your secrets are still safe...