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
Every person I meet, I imagine how I would react at their funeral.
I know I dont have more then two friends because if i wasnt me i wouldnt be friends with me
its been three years since i last saw you…but I am still in love with you…you haunt my every dream
I truely believe im not supposed to be happy, because every time i am for just a second, something happens and then its over.
i am a “cutter”
i have an eating disorder
i flirt with the thought of suicide,but in reality im too much of a coward to do it
i used to smoke socially, but now i cant stop
if i see him in the hallway, all i can do is look to the ground and scream “i hate you! i hate you” in my head, untill i pass him
i used to hate my mom for the drinking, but im slowly following in her footsteps
i sometimes lie in my journal
i am afraid to do anything wrong aound my best friend, say or do anything she might not like, because if i do, i will have no friends
i have a re-occuring dream about being raped as a child
i make fun of my friend who is gay behind her back to my other friend, and she doesnt know that i am bisexual.
i used to skip class with my friends for fun, but now i just do it myself, because no one wants to spend a whole period with me.
i tell everyone that the rehab helped and i am happy and healthy now. but im not. only worse.
i make it seem like my mom physically abuses me because no one would understand that the mental is worse.
i have never been kissed, regardless of what i say
i make it look like i enjoy being different, or an outcast, but i would really LOVE to be one of the “popular” people
when i tell my family about things that happened in school, i always add “my friend” even if i have never talked to the person.
these are all secrets i wanted to send to post secret but i am too scared that someone i know would see
My ex threatened to kill me when I found out he was cheating on me with his ex gf. I wish he had tried to kill me so that all his friends would hate him, rather than trying to make things okay, and resenting me because I’ve found happiness for the first time in my life.
I’ve been going out with one of his best mates since the day I found out about him and her.
We live together, we’ve bought a cat and a car together. I’m probably going to spend the rest of my life with him. So why do I still feel as though my ex is spoiling this for me? I wish my ex would die, so then no-one owuld be judging me anymore.
But I still worry that he might start to hate me like my ex did. I’m paranoid about every girl he’s ever been with, in case he does what my ex did. I cried myself to sleep last night, silently so he couldn’t tell, because our housemate had his ex round, who my boyfriend slept with when he was drunk three years ago. I trust him. I just don’t trust anyone else. I still don’t see how he finds me attractive.
I wish I still had the confidence I had when I tried to kill myself when I was 15. It didn’t scare me to take the pills, or to cut my wrists. But it didn’t work, and now I’m “better” it’s only because I am too scared to do it again in case it fails. If I knew it would work, I’d do it right now.
I’ve slept with almost twenty guys and I’m only 24. The only person who knows is my best friend,coz she won’t judge me. I pretend I’m a ‘good’ girl….
People constantly tell me I’m beautiful. I don’t see it
I never told my parents that I failed two of my classes in college right now, and I don’t plan on telling them because they will kill me. I’m afraid to loose my scholarship.
To “Sorrry” who wrote this
i have an eating disorder
i flirt with the thought of suicide,but in reality im too much of a coward to do it
if i see him in the hallway, all i can do is look to the ground and scream “i hate you! i hate you” in my head, untill i pass him
i used to hate my mom
i sometimes lie in my journal
i am afraid to do anything wrong aound my best friend, say or do anything she might not like, because if i do, i will have no friends
i have a re-occuring dream about being raped as a child
i make fun of my friend who is gay behind her back to my other friend, and she doesnt know that i am bisexual.
i used to skip class with my friends for fun, but now i just do it myself, because no one wants to spend a whole period with me.
i tell everyone that the rehab helped and i am happy and healthy now. but im not. only worse.
i make it seem like my mom physically abuses me because no one would understand that the mental is worse.
i have never been kissed, regardless of what i say
i make it look like i enjoy being different, or an outcast, but i would really LOVE to be one of the “popular” people
when i tell my family about things that happened in school, i always add “my friend” even if i have never talked to the person.
these are all secrets i wanted to send to post secret but i am too scared that someone i know would see
—You know, this sounds like me when I was a teenager. It brings tears to my eyes because I understand your pain. All I have to say is, you just have to get through this period in your life. It gets better. I put my trust in God and now I have a wonderful boyfriend, my relationship with my family is better and I realized beauty really is skin deep. You’ve got to have faith. Keep trying.
I hate my mother because she reminds me of myself. I’m afraid that I’m becoming more and more like her which is why I hate myself.
I am terrified that one of us will die before he propses.
I hate me…
I need some… thing or body… I don’t know… Sometimes I feel me alone, so alone, although I am surrounded by people…
I always have been very sad… although I smile all the time, but I lie myself all along…
I cry a lot and I always try to relieve myself writing everything what I feel and think at the moment…
PD: I know a little English, for that, I have to use a traslator… jojojo…
PD2: I wanna a kiss…
I still think about that girl 30 years ago who said she’d like to go to bed with me. Why didn’t I?
i really wish he wasn’t my friend’s ex-boyfriend.
I still think that there is even a slightest chance that there is hope for him to love me as much as I love him even though it’s been five months since we last saw eachother. The last time we were together we kissed in the rain. I know it’s selfish but I want him all to myself. I still cuddle with my pillow in my sleep and pray it’s you when I wake up, I even caught myself doing it when I was half awake. I wish every night that we are apart that you dream about seeing me and wake up crying tears of joy like I do. I wonder if you ever cherished my phone calls or missed the way my lips felt. I still remember what it was like to hold on to you all the time in school and get so used to your tempature that when I let go I was freezing cold. You are all I want for Christmas.
But the biggest secret of all: I hope I can tell you all these things that I have just written and the things that still need to be said. But most of all, I want to tell you this when we see eachother again: I LOVE YOU.
i had a threesome with my girlfriend and another woman.
i fell in love with the third wheel. and neither of them know.
i’m a lesbian, but sometimes i make out with boys.
my girlfriend knows, even though i don’t tell her.
i feel like a fraud.
Im not gay but I have sex with guys. I feel like ill never have another girlfriend because I’m too short even though people tell me Im cute. I hate being short but guys dont care so I dont stop being with them. Why don’t girls like short guys.
My grandfather molested me when I was 10; I’ve never told a soul ; I’m 21
i am in love with him and only my 2 year old neice knows
I love three woman
I only like one of them
for two years i have had an on and off hook up relationship with a guy. I was a sophmore and he was a senior. Im now a senior & he is now a sophmore in college. We have never once dated. He only talks to me when he wants to hookup. Im in love with him & its taken me 2 years to figure this out. Its not crazy wild out of control passion but its enough to make me want to kill a sophmore IN HIGH SCHOOL that he was dating and is still fooling around with .
i cant give him up because
hes the best sex ive ever had.
his ex girlfriend yet still fool around buddy
doesnt know that on there one month
he gave me a ring. and an orgasm.
i want to tell her to hurt her.
Death is a beatiful place
i have 2 boyfreinds and 4 girlfreinds.
my parents live in new york
waffles are great in the morning
febreeze is nice.
i drink water alot and i like it!
i play football.. but i dont like it
DEATH to hobos
darth vador is my hero.
i was born on the moon.
the african mongoose cannot survive in this invirorment because the air is too thick
i have 32 kids
whole grain cereal is good for you
yall r gay
never sip coffee while sleeping..
i weighed 400 when i was 23
i died yesterday
red is a cool color
so is blue
purples OK i guess…
im in my sister’s room
ive been to africa
i’m related to Micheal Jackson
mongooses are african
HUT NAHHHH
wise man once told me. frog jump into pound.. slash
I’m not lesbian but the boys frighten to me…
I love a girl. I really do and when i realize i cant have her because i dont talk to her for a day or two i begin to hate her. Shes perfect and i want her to like me so i make her worry. I did coke with her and im going to do it again. But to much
so she will worry about me
Everytime I like a person just a little, if they dont talk to me for a day or two I automatically think they hate me and I begin telling myself horrible things about them so that I can “cope” with loosing them as friends. I will never get the un-conditional attention that I desire so I try and condition myself to thinking no one is worth it.
its been three years since i last saw you…but I am still in love with you…you haunt my every dream
Posted by: hello goodbye at December 19, 2005 07:24 AM
i just about pissed my pants. at first i thought my niece posted it and when i asked her she said she thought I had posted it.. i really wished i knew who did
i still love the guy who broke up with me…
but i hate him at the same time
christmas are bored…
My lies drove her from me to a point where she said that she did not love me any more. Problem was that was her lie. And because of it so much hurtful words have been said that we can’t be together even though we both know that we should be. I love you Kacie. tear.
i friends with her because she steals shit for me!!!
i friends with her because she steals stuff for me!!!
to whoever responded to what i posted.
thankyou, for showing some heart. that little bit really does go a long way. thank you, again.
my brother died 7 years ago. i think im the only one in the family that still thinks about him i hate them because they dont talk about him, i hate myself more because i dont want them to.
Sometimes I regret it all but normally I honestly don’t care if I hurt you. And that makes me sad because I realize I’m just a heartless bitch. Yes I would do it agian…
I think my faith in God in naive.
I’m in love with him, but he doesn’t know.
….I’ll never tell him.
I’ll always be alone.
I used to think that I loved him and it was hopless because he didnt love me back.
Now I know that I’m glad I didnt really give up hope.
I loved him once and gave everything to him. I can’t imagine how I feel nothing for him now. He acts as though I don’t exist and I was supposed to be his first love. He wasn’t a jerk then… how did he just turn into one?
Hello Friends,
My name is Jett Meisinger. I am 13 Years old and I live in Auntin, Texas. I go to Canyon Vista Middle School. I fart on matches because it is fun and it make me feel happy inside like I accomplished something. I also behind my firends’ backs’ play Dungeons and Dragons. To me, my favorite monster is the Dwarf. I also play Everlord, which costs $20.00 per week to play but I love it with a burning passion. I am afraid to admit this to my friends because I don’t want to know what they would think of me.
Please Help,
Jett Meisinger
I don’t know if anyone I know will ever see this, but…
I like two guys, alot. One’s single, the other has a girlfriend. The guy with the girlfriend is cheating on his girlfriend with another girl and flirts with me. Everytime I see him with his girlfriend or the other girl, I feel sick.
I keep a razor in my pocket at all times, and I am so scared that I might actually use it…
I am a hypocrite.Everytime I open my mouth I lie.
We want to be with each other but we could never hurt our spouces the way they have hurt us. So we would pretend there is nothing there except when we are alone. We think about each other while masterbating and having sex. Now the hurt is growing for both of us and we are ready to hurt them back.
Im 17
He’s 39
Ive loved him for 3 years
He left 4 1/2 months ago
I dream about him every night
Someday, I’ll see him
Before he left
he told me
he loved me
Aloha