I used to have two secrets. Then someone talked to me about one of the secrets, so I assumed it was no longer a secret, so I talked about it to someone else who didn't know anything about it and if it wasn't a secret anymore then I think they would have known about it, so I think I told the secret. So now I just have one secret and a little guilt. I was doing very well, but obviously I am not as good as I thought I was. Sadly, it only takes one mess up to ruin a whole months worth of secret keeping. Some things don't come with do-overs. This makes me sad.
Now I only have one secret and it is not as much fun as it used to be to have it.
Don't ask me about it.
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