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.
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.
i hate those people that are constantly happy.
those people who love life and just cant get enough of it.
maybe its because i feel the exact opposite.
but sometimes i just wanna say “do you ever fucking have a bad day?”
Hey, Im Jamielee, im 16 and i know how alot of you feel if you ever, at any time of the day or night, need to talk email me, i promise i will get back to you as soon as possible.
my biggest dream is to be anorexic
my biggest dream is to be anorexic
I had an abortion two years ago. I used to cry myself to sleep every night but I’m beginning to feel better.
Which makes me feel worse.
im severly anemic, but i’m not taking my iron pills. i’m lying to my parents so that i can stay sick. i like the attention, but i miss having energy.
i told my boyfriend i am glad he is joining the army…truth is..im afraid that he’ll go to iraq and get his limbs amputated and then i wont love him anymore..
it was a fling & he took my virginity..then denied it to the world. then he stopped talking to me. he’d only call if he wanted secret sex. if he showed up today, i’d probably leave my boyfriend for him.
i wish i could write real music and real lyrics that had some kind of interesting, deep meaning.
i love him
he loves me
and i could honestly see a future with him.
BUT.
i used to be the popular girl
who could party hard
get any boy she wanted
dance the night away
and drink away any pain.
now he is my life.
and sometimes i miss the old days.
He has his orders… He is “locked and loaded” .. He might leave tomorrow, he might not have to go for several more months, but he is going and I might not get to see him again before he leaves… I love him and am so proud of him I”m just sorry he’ll never realize how much.
hey i want to take…a poll i guess. to see if a guy prefers a shaved pussy or not. becuase i have been getting different answers and im just curious i guess.
so if you have a preference, or know a guy with a preference. let me know. thanks.
i am completty in love with my boyfriend but a part of me wants my co-worker
i think im becoming addicted to this site
I was never raped, I just told you that so you would regret breaking my heart. It worked. I deserve an oscar for my performance.
I blacked out yesterday walking to my kitchen. It was amazing. I love how everything just fades away, for a few moments at least. It’s so calming and peaceful.
Maybe that’s the reason why I’m starving myself.
im in love with my flat mate he tells me he loves me too and i belive him
my parents think hes wrong for me even tho were not dating because hes not english
im affrade to tell them im spending christmas with him in india and i dont think i will till the day before i go
i want to tell him i want more than to be friend but im affrade i will lose him, but i need him hes the only one who makes me smile and stops the pain inside
i want to be anorexic more then anything ive ever wanted before but i know i have to will power to become one.
*I want to be anorexic more then anything ive ever wanted but i know i dont have the will power to become one.
i don’t know if i love him or his european sexiness and money.
i want people to look at me and say she’s emaciated. i want to look like i have been through hell because inside me..i have.
i want people to look at me and say she’s emaciated. i want to look like i have been through hell because inside me..i have.
im not sure what love feels like any more
i know that im young but i really have been in love before
i didnt want to be, because it hurt me so much
because the person i loved didnt love me,
now i want so badly to be in love with a very special person that i love,
but what im looking 4 isnt just to love them its to be IN love with them
but i just cant seem to get that feeling again…
i’m scared i wasted it all on that first person and they dont even care.
I hate caring about you because Im not sure you feel the same way. You’re all I think about. Ive never felt this way before and it scares me. Why can’t you just call…just once. I wont hurt you the way they did, and I wont lie to you. I’ll keep safe, I promise. Please, just call me. I could show you the world.
i was diagnosed with having mild deppression and my parents never knew the thing is i move to uni and over the past two years ive got better………….. this christmas it “came” back luckly HE saved me now im too scared to go home incase i get sick again and i cant save my self this time…………… i nearly didnt survive last time
i miss him
im afrade my parents dont love me
im scared that they will hate me if they found out who i really was
im not there little girl anymore an i dont want to be
im too scared to show them the real me
my friends know who i really am and they love me so why dont i think my parents will?
it hurts to hide the real me
All he ever wanted was to fuck me. For nearly 10 years. Calling in the middle of the night. When he was drunk and it suited him.
All I ever wanted was to love him. And have him love me back.
But he never did.
I stopped answering his phone calls 5 years ago. His last attempt was almost 3 years ago.
I needed someone to validate that I was worthy of being loved. I hoped it would be him. Instead, it killed our friendship and convinced me I really wasn’t worthy. It turned me into an obese, lonely, and jaded person.
It was 15 years ago this began. Now I’m almost 34. If I was unlovable at 19 in my prime when I looked pretty and was nearly 200 pounds thinner, I can’t imagine how I am supposed to feel worthy now.
Secrets….
I’m living a lie.
I’m dying inside.
My depression has taken over for 2 years..
I’m so scared of what people think of me that,
I haven’t gone out of the house that much.
Even though people tell me how gorgeous I am everyday. Even when I know i’m pretty. I still hate myself.
school is hell.
i just want to run away..
float out to sea and never come back.
but i think i only stay here cause my little brother, who is my world. he’s the only thing that keeps me going everyday.
I’ve been considering suicide for a while now,
i’m scared. but i don’t know what i’m scared of. because being dead would be much better than living a lie. i failed my mother and thats what hurts me the most.
I don’t know whats real anymore.
I don’t know what to think anymore.
It seems like everyday is just a dream to me now.
I would be dead already if it didn’t take so much effort.
I fell in love with an asshole and never thought i would love again. Now that i finally found someone who could potentially rescue me from all my suffering, I don’t think he’ll ever want to save me.
i often cry myself to sleep, and pray that someone will hear me so they know how much i hate my life.
I didnt go to my girlfriend’s birthday party because i was punished but the truth is i think shes a total whore =-(
i’m bi. i’m in love with my best friend…and his girlfriend
Im glad other people can write these things down, because id never be able to put it into words how much i love you, not by myself anyway
Recycled words are all i have to show you, But thats not so bad i guess, because by showing you these things, these beautiful bundles of words that somehow make complete sense to me, i can really show you im not a freak, Because someone else feels like me
Your my best friend, My superman, My Hero
I love you Im glad other people can write these things down, because id never be able to put it into words how much i love you, not by myself anyway
Recycled words are all i have to show you, But thats not so bad i guess, because by showing you these things, these beautiful bundles of words that somehow make complete sense to me, i can really show you im not a freak, Because someone else feels like me
Your my best friend, My superman, My Hero
I love you Im glad other people can write these things down, because id never be able to put it into words how much i love you, not by myself anyway
Recycled words are all i have to show you, But thats not so bad i guess, because by showing you these things, these beautiful bundles of words that somehow make complete sense to me, i can really show you im not a freak, Because someone else feels like me
Your my best friend, My superman, My Hero
I love you Im glad other people can write these things down, because id never be able to put it into words how much i love you, not by myself anyway
Recycled words are all i have to show you, But thats not so bad i guess, because by showing you these things, these beautiful bundles of words that somehow make complete sense to me, i can really show you im not a freak, Because someone else feels like me
Your my best friend, My superman, My Hero
I love you
I wish i lived in my dreams, i don’t want to live the life that is availible to me.
I said i forigve her for what she has done to me, but i will never love her as a sister should. Its to hard, and i am mad at anyone who acts like she didn’t ruin my life.
I don’t make freinds because i think it will hurt more to be rejected than never experiencing acceptance.
I want something horrible to happen so that some one might pay attention to me.
i must have slept with him at least thirty times, but i faked every orgasm 🙁
he only thinks that i made love with only him..what he doesn’t know is that i slept with his best friend numerous times.
to “in need of u” …i know i’m quite late in replying, but i happen to adore the skinny boy in the corner. …but i happen to be the overweight girl in the center of the room overcompensating for my lacking looks…
my friends have there view of me, I have a reputation for being the way I am.
after all its build up I hate it and do go against the reputation.
I love my old bestfriend and think about him more than anyone knows.
I do want a boyfriend so I can finally feel appreciated by a boy.
I want a boy best friend, I need one.
I cry all the time.
My family has so many problems.
I lie all the time to cover normal things that go against my reputation.
But I would never tell any of my friends those things in fear of there views of me changing. I don’t tell anyone fully what I truly feel.
It’s no secret I love some of my school teachers
But seriously I wish something would happen with one of them. They are all in there 30’s and I’m 16. When I look at them I picture them naked. I do love them.
My secert is
I try to hold everyone together without thinking of how it tares me up inside…I don’t think I’m me anymore.
All he wants from me is to be honest…but I’m scared that he will hate me if he knew…I will never do it again
I’m afraid to go to sleep for fear that I will have more dreams about what happened to me as a kid.
It’s all new to me, I didn’t remember any of it until about 3 months ago.
If I don’t get some decent sleep soon, I will go mad.
I have and will continue to lie, cheat, and steal to get into law school, so I might become someone respectable.
if i have a secret it would be this. Secrets are one’s weakness in facing the inevitable. In a world that relies on Dr. Phil to solve their problem, this is just another self centered delusion that our problems are special little pieces of ourselves that others msut find like treasure. The truth is, even in posting your secrets, THEY”RE STILL SECRETS! I think it’s better to face your fears and esteem issues, or die trying, than to make your issues spectacles for the faceless masses.
Next time you ponder how you’ll design your special little postcard with your dirty little secret, opt to actually learn something from the experience that put you in that situation.
When did our society become one whose so-called “actions” are only defined through words?
Maybe I’m just as guilty… but I’d tell you this to your face too.
…i meant to tell “cant” he’s the one i adore
…i tend to screw everything up because i am too quick to get to the end result that i never take time to really appreciate something for what it is. i need the constant quick fix.
…i don’t eat because i’m hungry. i eat because FAT has become my identity and i’m scared to know who i am without the pound of protection.
…i intentionally put people high on my list of priorities so then when the friendship fails, i can say it wasn’t due to my not trying because they were such a priority…when i really know that i’m the problem.
…i would have gone through with it if he hadn’t busted in on us.i’m affraid now that was my only chance. it was two years ago and i think about it every day of my life.
…kelly clarkson is my hero.
…i’ve got more secrets than a girl my age ought to.
we’re perfect for each other.
we would work just right.
but im just not perfect enough for you,
i would do ANYTHING to be your perfect girl.
x
im at a low point in my bipolar life.
I swore I could never love again after that day….I had sex with my husband’s father and I think im pregnant!! The baby is retarded……