Again...

Why.. why must all my friends have secrets, why must they lie?

You're cheating on your boyfriend and you have before, but you don't even know I know because you told him not to tell me. But too late.
You fucked over someone who I love and have already moved on and fucked ... a few other people and I'm not allowed to even say anything because blowing up your spot will only make me look bad.
You fucked around with your "best friend's boyfriend" and you won't tell her because of how she'll react and he just says it's all in joking fun, but really I think you're just slimy and completely untrustworthy and I'm glad I no longer consider you a friend. There's nothing that could get in your way of cock.

Like there's so many more, but those two I REALLY need to get off my chest. And the people those are about won't even know this link so I'm frankly not too worried. But you're still Anon because I'm not that shitty.
But like, this shit kind of eats at me because part of me is willing to keep your deep dark secrets safe and there's a part that makes me want to blow you up so much that there is no repairing it.

Like it's sickening to know how much people will keep from each other and lead them on. Like, it's disgusting. Dare I say if I was in the people's shoes who those people are hurting... and I knew... let's just say they would never see light again.