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
I am in like with my teacher, she is older than me
I am 17 and she is 24… not that bad
My friends make me feel bad about it sometimes, but i can’t help it
I think i might still like my ex girlfriend, only because .. someone at one time actually loved me and i dont think i will ever have that again
i sometimes eat my own earwax. . . .and like it.
It feels like no one cares about me. Even when people tell me they love me, it’s like the hatred in their eyes speaks louder and I can see right through.
How could anyone love me if I can’t even love myself? Because I don’t. I hate everyhting about me and everyone seems so happy except for me.
My bestfriend died three weeks ago from suicide. They obviously didn’t care enough about me. I’m sick and tired of everything.
I look forward to seeing him because he makes me feel special. I’ve never felt that way before.
But it’s only once a week that I get to see him. He’s the only reason I’m alive. And soon, I won’t see him at all because I’ll be dead.
To blahblahblah,
I know this wont be enough at one point. The thoughts and questions in my mind will soon overwhelm my mind and I will have to have the answers. Fear still surrounds the thought though. What if I disapoint? What if we dont measure up to eachothers fantasies? I suppose it’s only a matter of time, but for me this will do for now. I wish I could hug all of these black and white words on a screen and that I could message you whenever I wanted and get a speedy reply, but what if that some how rouines things also? I second guess myself so much that I feel I drive myself insane..
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just a reply i know. but hey, you should build relationships with people if you want them to have secrets about you. i always want to meet new people. no one has written any secrets about me either. i wish someone would as well. i dont care if its mean. i just want someone to care enough to wright about me.
olivia
To blahblahblah,
Have you ever closed your eyes for long periods of time and feel like you’ve opened a new chapter in your life when you open them again?
To Annoyed:
a new chapter perhaps but always the same book… one that has yet to find someone who wants to read it from the beginning to the end… such a sad book.. the one left on the shelf gathering dust
read the post from April 12, 2006 03:21 PM thats posted by olivia.
That was written by me and a friend we were trying to be you. strange i know but we did it because u seem to be always helping people with there problems and we were jelouse of you in a way we just wanted to help also we really related to that other person who previously said they were addicted to coke zero.
i cant believe you wanted to be me. i have never met anyone who has wanted that. how strange. you can read my blog. anyone can, cause i have had it since september of last year, and it has only been veiwed by 8 people, and had three comments. i am sorry about your addiction to coke zero. i guess i dont understand it though. i wish i would help with everything in life. everything. but all i can say is that i love so many people. even if sometimes i dont act like i do.
http://www.softspokenbitch.blogspot.com
is your real name olivia????
I’m a black guy stuck inside a white guy, stuck inside a black guy. All my friends are white i secretely hate them because they are black.
To blahblahblah,
I want to read it.
I cry myself to sleep. Everynight. Soon it will be eternal rest. I can’t take it that he doesn’t love me. He’s my everything.
megan
no
i am in love with my girlfriend but i like another girl but i am afried to break up with my girlfriend because she might hurt her self
i’ve never said my real name on my blog or this sight. why? do you think you know me?? if so, do tell.
was it someone from here that left the comments in my blog? thanks
its not that im afraid to have sex, im just afraid that i have a STD that im not sure how i got considering i only only kissed boys.
I’m still in love with my ex. We’ve been broken up for almost a year but I still think of him every day…and I hate it. I hate that he lives with his first ex…I hate that he didn’t love me like I loved him…
…and I’m so afraid that I’ll never feel as comfortable with anyone like I was with him…or that I’ll enjoy sex with anyone like I did with him.
He was my first and only…and I hate that too.
i seceretly hate my friends when they say they hate their dads or when they don’t talk to them and they can…..cuz i would give anything just to see or even talk to my dad again…they have no idea what its like to watch someone u love so much die….
im letting what others say keep me from letting myself go. they say he looks like my younger brother. that i can do so much better. he tells me ill never find anyone who loves me as much as him. that scares me.
should i have this much drama at 16?
well Olivia you haven’t met them your are just simply sending a message to them. who do you think you are their friend? i know that you are addicted to coke zero. your just lying so people will think that you are interesting. I know you hate black people.
i am sorry. i am not addicted to coke zero and i didnt leave that message. i really liked coming to this sight. i thought that people were just really cool here, and didnt care what i was. i was so happy tonight, becuase i came out to a lot of people and they all accepted and loved me. now i am crying over something that is probably stupid. i am sorry if i made anyone mad, i just was leaving comments, trying to make people feel better, make myself feel better. trying to see if anyone wanted a friend or something, silly as that sounds. im sorry if i offended anyone. i wont come back to the sight if more people dont want me to. i never meant to hurt anyone. i didnt think i did.
i hate emo kids.
olivia i dont want you to leave, please don’t let yourself get upset over something as stupid as this
thanks peta
To Annoyed:
You say you want to read it but I doubt that, if you wanted to read my book you wouldn’t be afraid of who I might really be… perhaps you are afraid I’m a girl… or afraid I’m a guy or that I am too old or not old enough… that I won’t match up with the way you have pictured me… what if I’m the anthesis of what you are hopeing for… what if I’m the epitomie of it… what if I’m everything you’ve dreamed of.. or nothing of what you ‘ve been looking for.. which is more scary? The reality of who you are ans who I might be will be the end of us before we even begin
Dont leave Olivia if you leave who will we all make fun of and besides i love you and want to get naked with you.
I think we sould meet some time 17/F/Vic
ok bye then.
He turned to me yesterday and said that whenever he told me that he loved me he wasn’t just being nice. My response was “don’t be silly”. I wish I had kissed him.
To blahblahblah,
I said I want to read it and I do. I’ve got nothing to hide, my book is wide open. What do you care to read first? It’s your move.
To blahblahblah,
P.S- All im looking for is someone who understands me..
I lived with my ex for a year in another city, we were roommate living, for the kids…
I slept with his best friend three times and don’t count it as cheating, i’m single
I liked it, he’s hot
I don’t feel guilty
No regrets never forget
everything is falling apart.
it fukin sucks to be the needy one
I have been pleasuring myself for about 6 years straight… not everyday, but very often. now, i tend to do it everyday, i cant stop, i like it a lot but it makes me feel dirty and i’m afraid i will never stop. I am 15 now…
my secret is that i just want him to want me like he used to so that i can say yes.
my secret is that i just want him to want me like he used to so that i can say yes.
I’m afraid of everyone because I feel like they’re all just making fun of me
Im only happy if I look pretty
I dont know why I eat so much food, I dont want to be fat, and I lie to my family about the food I eat. Its a crazy, vicious circle. I am 17 years old and weigh 15 stone. And I worry that everyone will reaslise that I am fat! Like they dont know already.
For 6 years now I have been so in love with him that its ruined all my other relationships, and I just cant tell him cos that will mean that I have to actually face up to real problems.
I wish that night would’ve never happened but i have the scares that says it did
i lie to hide my feelings and the fact im scared of every boy i talk to but i scared to stop liaing then ill have to face the truth
It sucks loving someone
I have nightmares about my dissertation every night. I dream my advisors are chasing me on pink and yellow mopads through the Javanese jungles and Clifford Geertz is writing it all down, and when I wake up my cat pukes.
I did something that made the one guy i love, hate me…he told me he wishes i would slit my throat and choke on my own blood…for some reason i wish i would…just so i wouldnt cause anymore pain for anyone…i hate myself…and yes cutting is addictive…i wish i was back in his arms and i never did what i did…
i still love him
I do things just so people will like me…i dont even think about them…i just do it
i smoke…i drink…i did weed for the first time last night and hated it…all becuz i thought it would make people like me…and i’m 15
I have a sinking feeling in my heart that I will never have the love I need so badly.
Also…i do things just so people will like me….i smoke, drink, and i did weed for the first time last night…i’m 15…i did it all just because i thought people would like me for it…but i was wrong…and i wish he would come back to me…i would do anything to get him back…i want to be with him forever…my life sucks