People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets. You believe you know them, that you understand them, but their motives are always hidden from you, buried in their own hearts. You will never know them, but sometimes you decide to trust them.
We all have something to hide, some dark place inside us we don't want the world to see. So we pretend that everything's okay, wrapping ourselves in rainbows. That's all for the best, because some of these places are darker than others.
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