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 tell my best friend that i will always be there for her…
…trouble is i can’t handle it much longer.
I use boyfriends to hide the fact that I’m in love with my best friend, even though I told her that I wasn’t. Being gay is unacceptable
MOONFACE? i wonder if you could be talking to me? are you the sunface?
No, im sorry moonface2, i am not the sunface. The boy whom i call moonface got his name from me telling him he was more beatiful then the moon. He tells me that the name is not endearing.
I am only attracted to men I can’t have. If I can’t have them, I won’t get hurt.
Just once, I would like to have a friend that doesnt gossip about me & tell all my personal things to other people just to instigate an argument.
I love him… from afar.
I wish I could talk to someone who understands me.
I constantly think about sex.
I cut myself but Im too embarassed to tell anyone because I don’t want them to think I’m Emo.
I wish I had an eating disorder.
I have so many secrets I want to send in but I’m afraid my parents might see them so I’m saying them here. I was the one who went on all the porn sites, I drink and smoke and am getting a friend to get me drugs. I masturbate daily and loving going in the nude, because of this I believe God can’t love me so every Sunday I sleep, and then tell my friends how bad church is
I’m in love with a girl whose heart I broke twice. She lives 300 miles away and I’m not strong enough to shoulder the distance.
I crave attention..The boy i lost it with..no attention..hes with another girl now..i knew what he was like even before i gave him EVERYTHING i could..but he was my 1st love..they do say at 16..its always true love..and i needed to feel loved by him..and at the time that seemed like the only way..nOw..Im so hung up on this other boy..i slept with him too..because i dont want to lose him..but im starting to realise he doesnt feel the same way about me..that i do him..and im desperatly jealous..and cry myself to sleep most nights..this may sound stupid but i think the bad experience and emotionally pain i got from my 1st love has messed me up in a big way..i never used to be like this..i jsut want to be loved in the way i love him..
I broke her heart twice and I’m afraid that I won’t be able to stop myself from doing it again.
My current boyfriend is horrible to me.
He tells me im beautiful one moment, and the next he says he would hit me if i really pissed him off.
He flirts with every girl he see’s and im sure he is cheating on me….
but i stay with him.
Im almost there, almost to the point where i CAN tell him to fuck off for good…but im afriad that when i get there, itll be to late.
I just dont want to be alone.
But im more alone now….then ever.
i wish i had enough power to be anorexic.
i wish i could tell her that i love her without worring that people will not accept me for being gay, or that it will ruin our friendship.
i wish that i could tell him how much he hurt me when he left me and when i see him with his new family.
We had something, we had something for a long time.
We never dated because he said I was too young.
One year is not a big age difference.
What hurts the most?
He is now dating one of my closest friends, who is exactly like me. Except 6 months younger.
And asks me for advice. And tells me how much he likes her. They’re really happy together.
“Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you got till it’s gone.” -big yellow taxi, the counting crows
I can’t help but laugh.
Oh, God help me get over him.
Firstly…
I have feelings for my best friend.. and it hurts to know that they dont feel the same
2, i told my ex i loved her… but really i only did it to make her happy
3, i wish i had the courage to tell people what i really think about things… but im too scared
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I wish that one night, my love would come to bed with me instead of staying up reading post secret.
I wish that one night, my love would come to bed with me instead of staying up reading post secret.
I would have stayed up with you all night, had I known how to save a life.
I lied. I think I used to be a compulsive liar. I haven’t quite broken the habit.
My friends call me a therapist to them but rarely think that maybe I might need to talk.
I haven’t been able to sleep until dawn since it hit me that he is gone. I wish constantly for another one of our illicit meetings. I miss him. I miss talking to him, I miss kissing him.
And he is married.
And I’m fifteen.
I lied. I think I used to be a compulsive liar. But clearly there are still traces of that.
Pffft.
Truth:
I wish I could sleep at night again. I wish for him again. I miss him. I miss talking to him. I miss kissing him. I miss listening to magic music with him. He is gone, and it breaks my heart.
He is married. He has two children. One of whom I’ve met and adored.
I am a terrible, terrible person.
I am fifteen.
And in between the guilt and the secrecy, I care about him immensely. And know he loves me.
But I can’t ever tell anyone.
I am trying to become a police officer so that I can be killed in the line of duty and my godchildren will be able to use the insurance money to go to college.
i get a sick satisfaction after being a bitch to my best friend.
I hope that we all find what we’re looking for, cause I think that I just lost the best thing that could have happened to me and I want to find him again. Goodluck
i let myself be used because i think if i am someone will end up sticking with me… but no one has yet…
my friend died from being annorexic……
….i want to be just like her……
I wish I never kissed ‘the other guy’ and let him find out. Maybe we’d be together still.
I always thought that being myself was worth not being invited to the parties and movies.
Now I realize that I don’t even know who I am, so what’s there to lose if I change to be one of them?
You say you’re worried about me and my eating habits.
The whole time you’re saying this I’m laughing on the inside just thinking of how funny it would be if you found out you’re part of the reason I do this to myself.
this anxiety isn’t getting better. i don’t care what they all think.
and despite what they think, i’m getting depression now too. my own mother doesn’t take me seriously. i bet she would if i told her i have suicidial thoughts.
the only person i tell anything to now is him. but i can’t tell him that. it would kill him. Truth is, the only reason I don’t want it usually is because I could never leave him. Especially not like that.
i don’t want to feel alone and ashamed any more.
…I’m afraid I’ve turned into what I’ve always hated.
…I’ve turned into her.
I made love to him for the first time in a year and a half….It was magic! I’m glad I decided to wait on him. 4 hours!!!! Who knew it could ever really last that long?!?! It wasn’t long enough. How long will I have to wait this time? I wish it could have lasted forever…..
there are so many things that i won’t do because i’m afraid they’ll find the scars. i won’t swim, i won’t wear shorts, i even skipped white water rafting so they wouldn’t find out.
i wish i just didn’t care anymore!
I would sell my soul if it meant my Mommy could live life w/o pain, numbness, or fear of the future. She has MS………. I’m afraid that she will die, but it kills me to watch her struggle to walk.
I only went out with him to make the other girls jealous..now three years on we’re planning our wedding, we have a child, a bought home and a blooming business..
I keep smiling but inside I hate him for stealing my childhood and it feels like rape when he touchs me.
I would rather die on the operating table
than have us not work out.
sometimes, on the bus coming home in the afternoon, i hope that it will crash. In my twisted logic, if you thought I was in danger, you’d realise that you wanted me as a friend. I know it’s stupid.
I haven’t had a single friend in two years.
I have friends, but they’re everything that I hate.
My boyfriend and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary in march. I say I love him but I dont know if I feel it.
I dont know if hes faithful.
I want to cheat on him to make him feel the same way he makes me feel.
Tonight my best friend told my ex that i was getting married….and I’m NOT!!!! I just wanted to tell him that hoping that he will be sad that he cant have me…like i cant have him!!! Every day i wait for a phone call hoping it is him on the other line telling me how much he misses me….but i know that that will never happen cause he hates me!
Tonight my best friend told my ex that i was getting married….and I’m NOT!!!! I just wanted to tell him that hoping that he will be sad that he cant have me…like i cant have him!!! Every day i wait for a phone call hoping it is him on the other line telling me how much he misses me….but i know that that will never happen cause he hates me!
does anybody want to talk? just… to talk? share secrets with someone you don’t even know over the internet? white-light-white-heat@hotmail.com
i hate how you did this to me..i keep trying to move on..but i still have the messages in my inbox…and the sick thing is, when i cheated i never told u, and dammit i enjoyed it.
Hey Katie. I’m sorry that you found the scars. They were from 9th-10th grade. I know you care and are worried but I promise I’m done with that. I lauve you darling.
the scars are the least of my problems,
now they can see my bones.
i made a promise with god that i wouldn’t ever have sex with my old boyfriend again if i wasn’t pregnant. i had my period (for the first time in a year) three days after i made the promise. my old boyfriend and i act as if we are dating but we arn’t..(we never will be).we spent all day together yesterday, and when my mom spent the night at her fiance’s house last night, i invited my old boyfriend to stay with me. i had sex with him last night..im afriad that god will make me pregnant to get back at me. i knew what i was doing was wrong, but i had the slight bit of hope that it would show him how happy we could be together, how happy i could make him. i know my thinking was wrong. i knew i would regret what i did, and i do. i want god to know how sorry i am..i dont know what i can do to make it up. i want to make another promise to somehow repay for what i did, but im afriad i will break that one too. i hate using the response im only human and i make mistakes..but i dont believe that that response will get me out of this one.
you have no idea of what your in for… i will make you pay for trying to fuck with me
My “best friend” molested me in my sleep, i was too drunk to give a shit so i let her do what she wanted to me, and told her what she wanted to hear in hopes that if she finally got what she wanted shed leave me alone. She physically hurt me, there was blood, alot.
She tells everyone i took advantage of her, and started it.
i think i hate her
I love my mom, but she is a patronising a woman, she’s always felt sorry for herself, she says to me that she regrets not being around my brother and I when we were young, thats great and all, but how the fuck do you think we feel and felt? Especially since you were the one that walked away, left us for some fucker. that was 15 years ago. I wish she would just grow up and take her own goddamn advice rather than tell me things i already know.
the boy i have wanted to be with forever finally kissed me..now i think i was in love with the idea of him rather than the reality
i thought id never have the willpower to be anorexic but i think that ive proved my self wrong
the scary part is i feel PROUD
i wanted to give myself to you. but you had to leave becuase of that stupid prank. when you came back to visit you said you thought it would be best that we be friends.
even though i cant tell if ive stopped loving you, ((or if i just tell myself that)) i still want you to be my first.
my brother found out that i smoke cigarettes.
“cigarettes are the worst. ive done alot of drugs in my day, but i will never touch a cigarette.”
fuck you ******. fuck you. let me make my own choices.