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I had one, but he was shot in the back of the head with an AK47 fifty-four days ago. Guess my secrets really did go to the grave with him.
I trust my girlfriend, and I'd tell her almost everything. I'd tell her everything, but I don't feel that it would be taken entirely as I intended it. I blame that on my poor ability to communicate certain things, not her misunderstanding.
I trust my parents in a similar manner, but avoid telling them certain things simply because they'd either be unnecessary or unnerving for them to know.
Realistically, I'm more of an open book than the majority of people. I imagine if I really tried I might be able to come up with two hands worth of "secrets" about myself.
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