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Trusting someone is difficult as fuck for me. You put all of your faith into this person. You tell them everything about yourself. They have the power to leave, to tell everyone else how sick and how fucked up you are. Yet, you don't care. You don't care if they do, because you believe that they won't. You believe that they'll keep it to themselves.

I've confided some of my deepest secrets in people. Three people, to be exact. Christian, Elizabeth, and Diamond, my three best friends. None of them have said a word to anyone else about my secrets. That's the type of person you want to tell your secrets to. Then there are people who you tell them one thing, a really big thing, and they think you're disgusting and insane. They may be right, in one way or another. But, then they leave. They share that secret with someone. Then it spreads. It spreads like the plague.