SECRETS

Everybody seems to be breaking up or getting together.
October has been a weird month for the people around me.
There isn't enough good advice to go around.
I found out today that my roommate used to be married.
I don't think I'd have the balls to get a divorce.
Spending so much time working hard at something and seeing it fall to pieces.
Divorce is frightening, the reasons behind divorce even more so.
Problems that can't be fixed, maybe someone's gay.
*cough*
Or worse cheating, who cheats?
Cheating is fucking stupid, if you don't want to be with someone, then don't.
Why wouldn't you just break up?
Then you could have all the meaningless sex you wanted.
The feeling of betrayal that comes with being cheated on has to be intense.
Listenning to friends talk about cheating on someone is brutal.
It makes me feel sick, and now I'm in on this awful secret.
Secrets are painful, I try not to have any.
Sometimes it happens, sometimes I find myself with a big secret.
It usually doesn't last long because I have to tell someone.
I can't just hold something in for too long.
I become consumed with whatever information I'm holding back.
I can't stop thinking about it, until finally I burst.
My mouth opens, thoughts and secrets spill out.
Kind of like that scene in Jaws when he cuts the shark open.
My guts are exposed and spilling all over the dock.
Nothing is a secret, I hate other people's secrets too.
They're usually stupid and things that no one would even care about.
Is a secret something that you tell no one?
Does it still count as a secret if you told one person?
The definition must change depending on the person.
Back to breaking up.
I've never done it, I'm fairly certain I would suck at it.
I wonder though.
Right.
I went to comedy tonight with Julia, it was funny.
I talked to Peek, I think we came up with some solid song ideas.
Lesbian country?
Anal sex raps?
I'm sure my rap style will be lacking, much like my singing.
That's all in the charm anyhow.