Dear Reader,
Are you happy or sad, that I am not going to tell you the secret that I said I was going to tell you yesterday? Call me a LIAR if you like, but I consider that a very strong impression that you have of me.
As I said earlier, I have been writing and moaning and griefing bullshits very recently. I feel contented and above all, happy. Of course you could barely see that in me. There is a very low contrasty of expression on my face.
Do you mind wishing my good luck? Well, the problem is that I sort of need it right now. Would you mind? I am not going to moan or grief or pant or anything like that.
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