I can’t remember who told me about PostSecret but it’s become one of my favorite blogs. Each entry consists of a postcard that someone sent the curator to post. They are beautiful postcards with intriguing confessions.
post secret
someone stole my concrete hands …i miss them
if i find out who it was…i will steal their hands…and tell my mom that i found them in food tech
i know who stole the hands…
MJD…wat losa…we’ll c wat hapens wen ur the dumps budy
pc
geez MJD u really knw how to make peepz feel even worse than they alredy do…good job…hav u ever consider that these r peeps in the community u r helping the homeless u r donating time & $ in our society…every1 has problems.hope ur satisfied with getting ur “feelings out”
geez MJD u really knw how to make peepz feel even worse than they alredy do…good job…hav u ever consider that these r peeps in the community u r helping the homeless u r donating time & $ in our society…every1 has problems.hope ur satisfied with getting ur “feelings out”
i wish i was with him…
instead of my boyfriend…
he treats me better…
understands me better…
he is everything that i was in a man…
he is my best friend…
and his girlfriend…
is my great friend…
i got them together…
just to see him happy…
i love him…
and my boyfriend has no clue…
wish i was with him…
instead of my boyfriend…
he treats me better…
understands me better…
he is everything that i want in a man…
he is my best friend…
and his girlfriend…
is my great friend…
i got them together…
just to see him happy…
i love him…
and my boyfriend has no clue…
i really really really want to be barbie from one of the barbie movies. like the princess and the pauper. i needed to be her for so long. she is so wonderful. no one understands. they think i am stupid. i want to be her. and meet a woman like her, or my prince charming. its sometimes nice to be bisexual. i am excited to start being more like her. being a better person. i am going to die my hair blonde, start singing lessons and painting lessons. i already write and act. after that i will take dancing lessons over the summer. soon i will be the perfect woman. but i am so terrified that i wont be able to do it. or that even if i do, it wont make me happy
olivia
I read the endings to all of the books before i buy them just to be sure they all end happily . . .
I Don’t BELIEVE in happily ever after though!
Stop making others hate you, because one day you’ll hate yourself. Then I might not be there to listen!
I want to die, not because im unhappy but because I am so damned tired and not even 10 hours really rests me. I think death would be like one nice sleep
My baby brother died when I was 3, I still feel guilty because I don’t remember him
Loving someone is giving them the ability to destroy you, and trusting them not to. I just dont know if I can trust him that much, I dont even trust all of my immediate family that much !
I hate him, but yet when it comes to leaving him I melt and just deal with it until the next fight. Still during the next fight I just fall again. I need to leave him, I want to leave him, but I can’t and when he’s in that “mood” of course I feel the need to please him, but I haven’t gotten anything in forever! I hate him, I wished he actually new I’ve cheated him several times,gone out to clubs several times,and been with guys when he’s called me, but he will never know. I just continue to lie to him…I dont want to be with him, but I dont want anyone else to be with him either. I hate him with all my heart! I hate him, but yet when it comes to leaving him I melt and just deal with it until the next fight. Still during the next fight I just fall again. I need to leave him, I want to leave him, but I can’t and when he’s in that “mood” of course I feel the need to please him, but I haven’t gotten anything in forever! I hate him, I wished he actually new I’ve cheated him several times,gone out to clubs several times,and been with guys when he’s called me, but he will never know. I just continue to lie to him…I dont want to be with him, but I dont want anyone else to be with him either. I hate him with all my heart!
to annoyed:
I miss you I”m not sure why, but I do.
i wish someone would miss me. ( wish someone cared enough to miss me)
trying so hard not to kill myself right now
bexx, im sure it sounds stupid, but i love you. always remember that everyone has the potential to love you, and some day it will be the one person you want it to be. i may not be the person you want to love you. i may have no real reason to love you except that you are another human being on this earth. but i do love you.
olivia
And me… i love you too bexx…. i dont know you but olivia is right…everyone has potential to be loved… even the worst of characters….stay in there…remember that we love you…
i want to be a singer. More then anything. I want my voice to reach people, maybe ill save a life. I cant do it on my own. Can you help me? Maybe just talk to me? Whisper softly, so i can sleep?
freckled_eyes@hotmail.com
i feel so alone right now.
i miss him more than he’ll ever know. i only spoke to him for a month, but i could have fallen in love with him.
i want to cry but i can’t.
all the songs that used to make me cry don’t anymore.
he still hasn’t said it.
i’m addicted to the golden girls.
i love my family, but i hate living with them.
i miss being young and free.
when i make him smile i feel better than i have in a long, long time.
I’d be addicted to drugs if i had more money.
i know none of you care, but he told me he loved me. took him long enough.
I about to graduate from high school and Im scared because I dont know where to go from here.
He thinks Im the one. I know he’s not mine but Im promised I would never hurt him.
Im a virgin becaue I afraid of sex.
Im addicted to smut.
just_another_face,
never say “i know none of you care” becuase i care, i think that kicks ass, i hope you are happy. a lot of people would kill for something like that right now. i know i would. so i do care. it makes me happy to think of you.
olivia
I feel like a nobody. I have no friends because I have kids and nobody I used to hang out with does. I guess I lost all cool points when I went and got married and had kids while they all went off to college. Now I am divorced, and a single mother and so alone. I have no life outside of my house and my kids. Did I mention that I feel like a nobody. Sometimes I just wish someone would feel sorry for me, but nobody ever does. They usually just expect more and more out of me. My ex husband is a loser and I get NO help in raising my kids. All I want is a friend to talk to. Is that too much to ask for?
nobody important, email me if ya wanna talk
artemis_the_hunter87@yahoo.com
and olivia, thank you. i’ve never been happier, i wish you all the same feeling i have right now.
thank you. i love all of you.
olivia
“The worst things in my life have not been the bullying or my brother’s suicide but my so-called friends telling me I’m being too sensitive”
i want to kill myself, know i will never have enough courage
i feel like my best friend doesn’t give a shit about me half the time. she gets online to talk to me about her problems and i don’t mind listening at all, but whenever i try to talk about things, she acts like she doesn’t care. she says she wishes i was home and i know she does but i think it’s because she knows that i’d always be able to hang out with her. it’s like she only needs me to talk to when no one else will listen to her bitch. i try to help and give her advice but she doesn’t listen. she asks about him sometimes and i say probably two sentences about him and she’s back onto what she wants to talk about. i swear she doesn’t care.
alchemyonfire, make her listen to you, if she doesnt, then you can stop listening for a while.
I broke his heart on purpose but I didn’t think he’d kill himself. Now I dread waking up every morning knowing that I have to live with myself, the one who basically killed the one and only boy who has ever loved me.
I hate myself.
i wish he would cuddle with me like he used too..
when i hugged him the other night i felt like the whole world just dissapeared, then he told me he was seeing someone and suddenly the world came crashing back…i still love him
This morning I woke up in my friend’s doom room after a night a drinking. I didn’t sleep well, I had a slight hangover, and I am still tired after a night of beer pong.
God bless my friends, I haven’t felt this good in a long time. I don’t know where I would be without them.
I broke up with him and it wasn’t until then I realized I loved him. It kills me every day…Sometimes I think I’ll always feel this emptiness.
i hate my friends when they say they hate their dads or when they don’t talk to their dads and can because i would give all the money i could ever have in my life just to talk to my dad one last time. they have no idea what its like to not have a dad…..
i still love you. it’s been months, i miss you, and i love you.
i wanted to say that tonight but i couldn’t.
i lied about being raped so people would feel pity for me. i’m actually starting to believe the lie.
i love him so much.
the thought of him keeps me alive.
he’s going to college next year, and i’m afraid we’ll never get the oppurtunity to have a relationship.
i hate that nothing will ever happen between us.
*I lied about my brother and aunt being my abusers, the truth is when i was 7, i enjoyed what “we” did.
*I hate a boy who likes me just because he is overweight. I like a boy too who hates me for being overweight.
i cut myself this morning because it was something the me you knew wouldnt do.
I’m afraid my baby boy will grow up and write one of these types of negative posts. I am going to try my darndest not to let that happen.
To Annoyed:
I wish you missed me too!
i talk to him on the phone for hours at a time
sometimes cause i like him
sometimes cause im bored
Can you walk?
Can you see?
Can you hear?
Do you have somewhere warm to sleep at night?
Do you have food to eat when you’re hungry?
Do you have the capacity to love and dream?
Do you have hope?
You always have more than you think you do. Never give up because life has infinite possiblilities.
I love being alive.
‘To thine own self be true’
I have a secert addiction to coke zero, i love the stuff, its like a drug, i cant stop thinking about it and i spend all my money on it everyday.
I steal money just to feed me addiction, my friends see me drink it all the time and i just say im thirsty and i prefer it to regular coke.