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
danah boyd | apophenia
making connections where none previously existed
Catherine-
you could always make the first move. Guys like surprises that are unexpected. My boyfriend is in California right now, and so I tend to send him pictures of me, I’ll do this thing where I take really normal pictures and for several days bombard him with them until it gets to a point where he’s under the impression that thats all hes getting, adn then I’ll take one in something really low cut and revealing. Its a pleasant surprise for him.
With your guy, you could get him at your house or whatever to watch a movie, and during it kiss him once, only once and REALLY kiss him, like open mouth, not a peck. ANd then go back to watching the movie, if he wants more, he’ll most likely try and take it.
i quit!
it was awesome for me, my mind feels free, i feel happier with myself, being sober more of the time was a big acomplishment.
,
you say it’s ok that you smokes pot all the time and i dont,
you say you love me, its no big deal
my best friend,
shes cool, interesting, pretty…..
and you look at her a lot, you say her name after every sentence, you laugh at everything she says,
and shes a big fucking stoner like you.
i hate this,
i stoppped so i could get rid of all the parranoia.
but i doubt i would feel like i impressed you more if i started again.
i can only hope,
actually.
Rae!
WAY TO GO!
i hope he runs away to me.
I’ve got this new horrible job and I’m only keeping to help my parents with their money problem. I want to slip and fall and sue them for everything they have so I won’t have to work until after college. I feel like a horrible person.
The only reason that i took up biking,losing weight and stopped smoking is so i can get my BMI down to 25 or below (i’m at 42 tight now) so that i can be a surrogate mother. Is it selfish cause the only reason is the easy money?
I had a boyfriend who was 3 years older than me and he broke up with me “because of the age difference.” Sometimes I wonder if it’s because I told him I wasn’t ready to have sex with him. I regret ever having let him finger me in the parking lot of the mall.
I used to have this relationship with a boy online. We “cyber-dated” and I told him everything and he told me everything. I never heard his voice, or saw his face. He would show me pictures of himself but none of them looked like him. He said he was 17 and worked at wal*mart and that he didnt live with him parents. He claimed that he did drugs and drank and that I turned him bisexual because he had never been with a girl before. Then one night, I got pissed at him and told him we were “over” and he “shot himself in the head”. I never met any of his friends or seens them either but I talked to them online too. They all seemed to know the same things…
I started cutting myself and not eating because I was so upset. He was supposedly my first boyfriend too. He didn’t kill himself which surprises me and I still talk to him. But sometimes I wonder if he actually exists or someone has planned some long elaborate scheme to tease me.
I still don’t know whether he exists or not…
I had the chance with him
I blew b/c I was too scared..
I wish I could have a do over.
I love my groups of friends more than anything.
I have my Riverside(different town than my own) friends who dress uniquely and are just awesome people to be around because they’re so crazy.
I’ve got my best friends that I usually hang out with at school and have been friends with for ages.
And then I have my church group which includes my boyfriend.
With swim team and school, I don’t have much free time, and I’m having tons of trouble making it so that I can hang out with everyone.
It’s stressing me out and they’re all getting kind of angry when I won’t hang out with a certain group.
And I can bring my riverside friends together with my best friends, but then I can’t hang out with my church friends (who are mostly 1-2 years older than me)
And I want to spend some time with just my best friends, because I’m starting to miss them.
Panic mode is setting in as I try to make room between friends, swimming, school, and babysitting.
It’s breaking me down.
I had sex with my friend because I thought it would make him like me.
I don’t think it worked 🙁
there are many
i always thought id have sex with someone that i really liked and had being going out with for a while but i ended up losing my virginity when i was 14 to this guy that i not only wasnt going out with but strongly disliked, he fucked me on his moms bed, i wasnt even all the way naked, afterwards he said “i won”
and i let him fuck me again a few months later not having talked to him at all in between that time we didnt even use a condom. at the time i was using a lot of cocaine and being very unhappy (high school is not good for my mental and physical health) and i had a yeast infection but thought it was an std from him and i was afraid i was pregnant. it sucked. now im sixteen and havnt had sex since. its not at all that im trying not to, its just after fucking up so thoroughly the first time i want it to be with the right person and circumstance, but i cant find any one.
ive fingered a girl and given her boyfreind a handjob and the same time
ive hooked up with my freinds when our parents think we’r having an innocent sleepover
i first gave head and was eaten out in a church
im terrified of growing up
and particularly getting old
im not scared of dyeing, just of not living
I dont think that I will ever feel normal
I spend too much
date the wrong guys
have unprotected sex
and I am way too old to act like a stupid kid
I just want respect
but im afraid ill never get it
i just want true love
but i am afraid that i am unlovable because i am flawed
Mi secreto(s):
They say it was puppy love. It’s been about three years and I’ve gone through guys like water. Ever since he dumped me, I feel dead. I can’t love again like I loved him.
I’m ashamed to admit that I sometimes get turned on by guys, because, occasionally, I see his dick and hear my cousins laughing. Maybe she was right to scowl me. Why didn’t I say something? I let a pedophile go, and he’s going to touch some child just like she did to me. I’m sorry.
It hurt terribly when they didn’t support me. Those flashbacks weren’t made up, but you insist I was lying, I was causing drama. I tried so much to not care for your opinions, yet I did. It was like a knife cutting through me.
Mom, I (think) can understand why you become angry when I doubt my sexuality. You probably don’t understand or are afraid of the truth.
I wish I was in agony. I miss hitting the bottom-low and attempting suicide.
Apart of me holds on to life, and I wish it didn’t.
Apart of me is scared to die.
All I do these days is read and try to feel something. It’s ironic how I wanted to feel emotionless, numb, dead. It’s an awful feeling and cutting doesn’t help. I use self-pleasure to comfort myself that I can feel something. But I feel empty, because I want to be loved, however I don’t know how to give it. How could they love my scars? My abuse and the abuse I have put on my “daughter” and my sister?
I wish I could hate myself, because I deserve it.
I am gradually accepting myself and I loathe it. I don’t deserve kindness or forgiveness or friends. Perhaps my unsuccessful want and attempts are my punishments. I just can’t care anymore. I’m losing myself to my thyroid pills and a sort of optimism I don’t want. What has happened to me?
I miss the self-destruction.
Just fucking ask me to marry you already.
you say you want to, that you have no doubt you want to be with me and yet contradict yourself by saying you want to be absolutely sure.
I’m tired of waiting
It’s been nearly two months. And I don’t feel a thing when I kiss him. I almost dread it. Aren’t I supposed to feel something? Anything?
I’m going to his school’s homecoming. But he isn’t coming to mine. He’s going on vacation, but getting back THAT day. I just don’t want to… invite him I guess.
I want to break up with him, but then I don’t.
I’m scared I might be in love with my best friend. I know he loves me, cause my friends tell me he’s crushed on me since Freshman year. We’re Juniors.
I’m just scared to let anything happen between us cause I’m worried that it’ll ruin our friendship if we break up.
Back to my current boyfriend. I’m scared… cause I once found him attractive, but for some reason I don’t anymore.
I don’t DISLIKE him, I don’t LIKE him, I’m numb towards him.
And that scares the shit out of me.
I just seconds ago asked my friend if he liked anyone in our grade. And he said no.
I swear to god my heart dropped and my stomach twisted. I felt sick.
I guess I hadn’t realized how much I’ve been relying on him liking me. I guess I was just using ‘friendship’ as a reason not to date him, when in reality, I was just scared.
I don’t know what to do.
I’ve fallen in love with my best friend.
At least I think.
I’m fucked.
My only friend isn’t talking to me. This weekend is my birthday, I don’t want to spend another birthday alone.
Lonely-
Then I’ll spend it with you. No one deserves to be alone.
justuntildecember@mugglenet.com
Everytime my mom leaves me for the weekend, I cut because I’m afraid to be left alone…
I broke up with my boyfriend of two months two nights ago. And I’m already dreaming of another guy. I go from one guy to another, doing nothing but kissing, but I still think that it’s going to be different. But it never is.
What’s wrong with me?
to Annoyed and blahblahblah:
your dialogue was one of the best things about this website. please honour us with an update.
You fall in love. It’s great for a while. Kisses and sex and dates and introductions. Then you start to feel strangled and too close. Like someones constantly watching you. So you end it. You don’t love them anymore. But then you miss them and you cry. Love is impossible and irrational and I miss it.
in third grade, my step dad killed himself. now, seven years later, i still can’t get over it. everyday, i think about my real dad and worry about him, and i pray to god every minute that he is okay. i know he loves me more than anything in the world. what HE doesn’t know, is that i love him as much as he loves me.
I’m single. Very oh very very single.
And for once, I’m loving every minute of it.
Still, I’m beginning to dread liking someone. For if I like someone, how do I know I’ll like them the next day? If I start going out with someone, I might stop liking them… and that scares me.
It terrifies me.
But for now… I’ll concentrate on my writing.
Quizilla: username: XalittlemorethanuselessX
My life. ^
i dont know what to do any more i still love you and it hurts more than ever even the small things like you cant remeber the last time we held hands or where ……see i remeber all that stuff but i see it ment nothing to you ……sadly tho i want you back your the best thing that happened to me and i just wish you would see that and that what happed wasnt your fault and you shouldnt have felt it was ………..i think you know i want you back and i just hope you feel the same because i think im gonna tell you on tuesday
Do you love me?
I wish I had the will power to be anorexic. Then maybe someone would take the time to love me.
i wish i wish i kept my big mouth shut all i needed was an answer to a simple question and now its blowen up and your angery at me and your not talking to me stop acting like a 5 year old and talk to me nothings gonna change if you dont talk to me
I still miss him every day, He died 26 years ago and I feel as though part of me is missing. I dont think anyone except my other brother understands, If he died aswell I dont think I could live in a universe without them both
I was raped on a beach when I was 15 years old… I was so messed up on drugs and alcohol that I dont even really remember it.
I lie to my family and friends about drugs and drinking so they dont send me away
I have to keep myself surrounded by people so I dont hate myself
I have tried to overdose when doing drugs so I can at least die happy
I feel like I need to lie to the new people I meet so they dont know who I really am
I push away the people I love so then they never dind out the real truth about me and I wont disappoint them
I wish I could cut deeper and deeper and no one would notcie… But I want someone to notice!
I was engaged, but I left him because I was scarred… I think I still love him…
I have had one miscarriage and now I will never be able to have children again in my life just because someone thought they could take my soul and it wouldn’t matter.
I am only 18 years old and I hate my self… But I am conceited
everytime i say it’s okay, you should know better.
My mother wants to move to Jordan, to be with her husband who cannot get his visa to come back to America. I do not want her to go, but have always had problems with admitting anything having to do with sincere feelings. The fact that I won’t tell her, makes her want to leave ever more.
I will never tell her.
ive never felt so alone and be souronded by people i wish i could just turn back the clock and make everything better
why cant we work things out other people have …..am i not worth it
i have not cut myself since i was 19, i am 22 now and was going to do it tonight but could not find a new razor, there have been many times in the past 4 months or so i have wanted to do it but i would not let myself ever do it again, but tonight i was hurting so much inside i would have done it…
i have not been happy since junior high, my eating disorder started when i got my first serious boyfriend sophmore year of high school, i ate less because i spent so much time with him and throughout high school i would eat less, but ate too many carbs and to me i was still fat… finally my second year of college is when i would constantly stuff my face then puke it up, it was keeping me smaller than what i had been, but when i transfered to school last year and was on my own i had stopped eating and realized that by puking i wasn’t completely puking all the bad food up and not eating was the way to lose weight, when i came home for break my mom was the only one who had noticed i lost a lot of weight…
it is now my fourth year in college and went i went home for thanksgiving break my mom thought i looked at little as she has seen me, and ever since break all i have been doing is eating and have gained so much weight…
i think it is because i am lonely, both of my roommates have boyfriends and they are both obsessed with them, when i am not at work or class i am always home alone…
i have not had a serious boyfriend since high school, and didn’t want one because as much as guys love and want sex i do too but cannot have it because i a m scared of what they will think about my down there, i know i am very hairy down there, the hair goes to on my thighs and i need to wait a week till i shave it again otherwise i get razor burn and it grows back in a day and a half, i want laser removal but i am too embaressed to let anyone see me down there…
when i do meet guys we will hang out and go out drinking and they like me and then something always seems to get messed up, and he ends up not talking to me or getting back with an ex, i always meet the guys who just got out of a relationship, i can’t figure out why guys don’t ever look at me as girlfriend material, i know im not ugly, but sometimes when i think about it i convince myself i am because guys don’t want me…
i want to kill myself and have thought about it many times but will never do it because i could never do that to my family
i have friends and know tons of people, all my friends are guys, girls just dont like my much, all the girls who i am friends with are not good friends and any girl i know has always told me that they think i am a bitch till they talk to me and i just have that look to me… maybe it jealously?
the good girl friends i do have walk all over me, i always do what they want to do because i need at least one girl friend, it sucks going to parties by yourself because u have no girl friends and all the guys are already good friends…
i hate school and can’t seem to get good grades, even though i pass all my classes but i hardly pass tests and it is papers that bring my grade up, i have no idea what i will do with my major and i will graduate in august, it is embarrassing when people ask me what i am going to do when i graduate and i say i dont know, by getting D’s on tests, i feel like i am worthless and good at nothing since i struggle to pass some classes…
I ask my self what am I doing wrong that he doesn�t want me? I see so many ppl out there with boyfriends, but not me and it doesn�t ever seem like it will be
I know no one really likes me as much as I like them, this isn�t the place for me, it brings me down, its sad to say a guy will bring me up but it should be my friends bringing me up and when im with they they do for the most part
Sometimes I wanna get into a really bad car crash and die on impact but at the same time I�m embarrassed to say that not many people would come but I guess once im dead it doesn�t matter anymore
i like the person who i am when im drunk, and hate the person who i am when i am sober
sorry this is long but i have no one to talk to about anything and hate where i am and think by moving to a big city when i graduate (thats if i do, i am worried about a class or 2 this semester and next will be the hardest semester of my college career)will change things, but i am moving in with my best friend who makes me even more depressed
I can’t do this anymore.
I need to give him up, I need to start cutting deeper. I need to learn to live on my own and not be dependent on him.
He says he loves me. He wanted to live with me, be with me. And now he wants to go to Europe. Without me. He’s cutting me out of his life.
I am fucking miserable and He is going to just hurt me more in the end if i don’t break it off now.
But I love him so much and I don’t know what to do
I just remembered.
This month is the month.
Can I follow through?
19 days left.
My birthday is coming up again
I wonder who will remember this year…
i lvoe post secrets.
my secret-
I AM PERFECTLY HAPPY WITH MY LIFE(at the momment)
i lvoe post secrets.
my secret-
I AM PERFECTLY HAPPY WITH MY LIFE(at the momment)
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I miss you.
I hate you…
We used to be inseparable. But then Abbie stabbed me in the back, and Liz took Abbie’s side.
So much for best friends forever.
I’m starting to think that since every relationship I’ve had is a failure, that it’s not the
boys’ fault. It’s mine. There must be something wrong with me..
Everyone says I’m so skinny, so cute, so pretty. But all I see is someone ugly, fat, stupid.
I’ve been think about not eating. Or throwing up what I have. But I know that that is wrong.
And stupid. I won’t do it.. But I still can’t stop thinking about it.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday..
I hope.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I miss you.
I hate you…
We used to be inseparable. But then Abbie stabbed me in the back, and Liz took Abbie’s side.
So much for best friends forever.
I’m starting to think that since every relationship I’ve had is a failure, that it’s not the
boys’ fault. It’s mine. There must be something wrong with me..
Everyone says I’m so skinny, so cute, so pretty. But all I see is someone ugly, fat, stupid.
I’ve been think about not eating. Or throwing up what I have. But I know that that is wrong.
And stupid. I won’t do it.. But I still can’t stop thinking about it.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday..
I hope.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I miss you.
I hate you…
We used to be inseparable. But then Abbie stabbed me in the back, and Liz took Abbie’s side.
So much for best friends forever.
I’m starting to think that since every relationship I’ve had is a failure, that it’s not the
boys’ fault. It’s mine. There must be something wrong with me..
Everyone says I’m so skinny, so cute, so pretty. But all I see is someone ugly, fat, stupid.
I’ve been think about not eating. Or throwing up what I have. But I know that that is wrong.
And stupid. I won’t do it.. But I still can’t stop thinking about it.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday.
Everything will be wonderful someday..
I hope.
Patrick gave me Nathan’s number… I think I am falling for him.
I told Nathan.. Big mistake.
I’ve seen everything you could show me. But i still can’t belive.
I guess i’m just a cynic.
I tell my friends i hate him
I tell myself i love him
I don’t think either is true
I met a new guy. He’s perfect.
That’s why i’m stopping it.
Because i’m not.
To dad.
I f.king hate you.
P.s
You got your wish, i’m a mess just like you said.
and i’m loving every minute of it.
Thanks for reading. X
I GO TO CANYON VISTA MIDDLE SCHOOL AND I HAD SEX WITH MY BOYFRIEND BEHIND MY PARENTS BACK!! Ok I feel better now.
He thinks i love him, when all i think of is my ex boyfriend whom i will never get over.
He thinks i love him, when all i think of is my ex boyfriend whom i will never get over.
He left me.
I found you.
I’m falling very hard.
And I don’t want to.