I found something I wasn’t meant to. And if I wasn’t meant to find it, it was definitely meant for someone else. Just not me.
Does it change how I view it all? No. Because deep down I already knew.
Did I ever tell anyone? No…why? I
read creep so much and see so many things that if I was to tell people what I knew from what I saw, I’d be tired because I’d never stop talking.
It is possible to be observant while everyone thinks you’re incapable of keeping secrets. I’m a Creeper, not a nark.