The skeletons in my closet are actually quite visible if you’re around me a lot. My flaw is identifying other people’s flaws in my head and then sometimes repeating them out loud in front of the person. Oops.
(Sometimes I don’t.)
I’m perfectly aware I have flaws and could identify them to you at a drop of a hat, but then I’d overdo it and annoy you and that’s another flaw.
(But my dark secrets are well-hidden and never leave the closet.)
A secret is only a secret if no one even knows you have one.
When you start itching, you’re either allergic to your thoughts or commitment. I have accepted my nun existence and my cat can catch moles now so I won’t need a sugar daddy anyway.
(My ADD mind spits out things I can’t predict.)
I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time and can’t imagine life with anyone else.
(Somehow the secret slips out.)
Every Halloween I don’t need a costume. I just show up as myself and that’s scary enough.