I don't know whether I should confess my secrets in you.Someday, someone will open you and force you to spill the secrets. At that time, I wonder whether I will be there.
But sometimes, I want you to convey my story of life and secrets to someone I wish. Maybe that person can learn from my story and avoid mistakes that I had.
But what if my life story makes him mad and do miserable things that I never imagined. In that case, I have to burn or bury forever. Forgive me, my friend. I really wish you should live as a guide to my history, mistake and views.
Long live the future.... And my friend, you might survive until the day you will be laid to rest. When the generation is beyond our help..