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’m just like every guy I hate. I use other people for sex and that’s all I think about because that’s all Im used to other people(males) wanting. So if a guy ever realyl cared about me, I’d end up not believing in them or not caring.
Sad enough the only people I do really care about is my two best friends. Ones 15(my age) and female. The other is her cousin who’s 21. She’s straight and he says he has no time for me because he’s in a band.
Given the chance I’d probably use them too.
thrilling.eyes@gmail.com
im 16, never been kissed, but more in love with a guy on the other side of the world that i meet on a vacation, than any of my friends and their boyfriends. we used to talk every night for 4 months. but one day he stopped. he let go. its been 7 months now, and im afraid ill never find anyone that I love as much as him, or loves me as much as he did.
jenn same thing happened to me.
met a guy on holiday, he said he loved me.
then he told me that during the time wed talked together hed had 3 girlfriends.
but shhh no-ones knows.
Your religion already killed us… but now it is killing me.
im ok, finally great. i dont need postsecret or anything else. enjoy it but it really doesnt do anything. only you can do that.
i feel like im too ugly to bother other ppl with my problems.
i dont belive iv ever felt whole.
i lie to others. even wen it doesnt help.
i seem happy. i tell myself im happy. im not sure wether i really am.
the lines between the truth and the lies are so blurred at this point i dont even know wats real.
i act stupid so no one will see that i have a brain and then i feel normal.
i feel stupid all the time.
i think everyone is judging me.
ignorence and denile seems to be the only way to keep my life functioning on a somewhat normal scale.
i dont think i will like myself until i am 80 pounds.
i have only one good friend. i think im starting to hate her.
i think i am bi.
i hate my mother for cheating on her husband and screwing her boss and getting pregnant from him and having me
I used to go to a cutting website everyday to look at pictures of other peoples self harm and day dream that it was mine to know that I could progress in depth and severity and still live, I want it more than anything because I think it is beautiful
i have never sceen a red head i wouldnt do
when i was little i had fantays of doing pat sayjack on the wheel of fourtune and overweight men.
I had a crush on Sean Astin when he was 32 and I was 14 I thought his pudge was cute and my friends thought I was just being gross…but you know what–I wasn’t!!!!!
yeah i had one of those nast crushes 2. I had a crush on william shatner, even when he got old and fat.
I sleep in saran wrap because then I sweat and I can lose weight while I sleep…I wish I could stop sometimes but I’ve grown accustomed to it’s feel.
I know you wanted your boyfriend to watch and you were disappointed when I didn’t want him to come over. I wanted you all to myself.
Every year I hold my breath for my mom to call me on my birthday and she never does.
i know how that is nataile, and im sorry
I don’t actually hate him. I hate the way that he is completely over me, and the fact that I will NEVER be over him. The only thing that makes it worse is that I could have prevented it. And he would still be mine.
My best friend wrote me a letter telling me she was worried about me and how i was changing.i no it was just to help me and express her concern.however i cant help but hate her.
every night i lie in bed and pretend what it would be like if we were still together. thing is you still love me, i just dont want you to know i still love you.
i look at a guy i hates myspace profile like every other day, i made up a fake one 2 look at his pictures. im so afraid that i have a thing for that asshole.
I sit here, my mind filled with thoughts of someone I can never have.
Thoughts of someone who will never know the way I truly feel about them.
Thoughts invoking every emotion ranging from: anger to sadness.
The anger of realizing that they can never know, that they will never see what is right in front of them?small acts of kindness mistaken for those of a friend and nothing more.
The sadness of wanting to finally tell them the truth behind my actions: knowing that once I do they will end the friendship leaving me with nothing?.no friendship, no love and no God. I am a Christian, The person I love is my boss?..a female?and so am I.
when ever i think of him i smile
the night he gave her a kiss my heart dropped.
i wish i just avoided him BOTH times he broke up with me
i tell him i dont like him
i tell everyone i dont like him
i love him…and it kills me that he will never love me back.
that’s my secret
I know he only slept with me because he wanted to compete with my ex. I let him because I wanted someone to love me.
I only feel when i drink.
I wish i were dead.
I hate my job and want to quit but am afraid because i don’t want to hurt my employers.
I think i’m falling for someone that i know is going to break my heart.
I’m completely in love with a guy 3 years older than me and in the service.
That has a girlfriend.
That saw me nearly every single day on his winter leave.
And he left today.
But when I watched him drive away..
I knew i would never see him again.
And THAT is why I was crying.
But no one could possibly understand.
And i’m afraid to tell them.
Because that would make it real.
When im trying to live in denial.
Because I’m terrifed I’m pregnant or have an STI from having sex with him.
I have more than half of the symptoms of ghonorrhea.
And I was sick this morning, but only in the morning.
Whats worse is if I was both.
But I know I deserve it.
And if I am pregnant
I would have to kill the baby,
Or he would be court martialed and sent to jail for rape of a minor.
God I fucked myself over.
And I knew I was doing it.
this is a question for interverted…
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
did you think it was a joke, or are you serious?
this is a question for interverted…
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
did you think it was a joke, or are you serious?
Look, there are three crows flying up in the sky!
Make a wish!
I wish they were dead!
i still love him
even though he has a girlfren
I was being serious. The reason for the comment is cuz there is a person i havent seen in 3 years. I love him very very much, its like an obsession of mine. Many of my dreams are of him. Im sure he has no idea how much he has effected me and the way I am now. God I Miss Him
.:And Hello Goodbye are amazing:.
im talking to the guy who i love more than anyone right now – thing is he doesnt know i -still- love him. and ill never tell him.
To Me:
I know how you feel…I can’t think of anyone I could love more than him…thanks for responding!
I don’t know if I love him.
I said I did. And I do feel like I love him sometimes
A guy kissed me. And I have a boyfriend. And I let him. For a second. I hate the guy now.
I’m kinda fat. And sometimes I think I’m ugly. Some other times I think I’m hot. And I get compliments. But also jackasses calling me fat.
But everyone who knows me loves me. Or I like to think so.
I intentionally flirt with guys because I like the attention.
I think I would kiss a girl. I’m not lesbian or bissexual.
I never had an orgarm while having sex with my boyfriend. I always do when I pleasure myself.
I think I’m really intelligent. Everyone says the same.
I need attention.
I hate that my mum put my dad in court.
I’m too nice to everyone… even though they don’t deserve it sometimes and take advantage of that.
I’m the most insecure person I know. I need aproval from people for everything I do. No one knows.
I hate it when my boyfriend says it’s my fault or says bad stuff about me. Because I never say anything bad to him. I would like some consideration because I don’t like people to feel bad because of me. But my boyfriend doesn’t seem to share that feeling with me. It’s either coz my skin tastes bad because of the perfum, or the cold he says he got from me… it’s the way I refuse to give him a blowjob because the last boyfriend I gave one to told everyone and told them that I sucked at giving it. Although he said he’d love it at the time. But we broke up in the mean time.
I’m scared of saying anything to my current boyfriend that is nice because I’m scared he’ll tell everyone when we break up… like it happened to me before.
I told a guy I wanted to feel him inside of me. He was my boyfriend at the time. And I was drunk. I feel mortified that he told all our mates. He was drunk. But he was the nicest boyfriend I had. And he was in love with me.
I don’t know if I loved all my ex-boyfriends and my current one or if I just don’t want to be alone. For the past year there hasn’t been a week gone by that I wasn’t with someone. Mind you, there were only 4 of them. One of them didn’t brush his teeth, didn’t take showers. I feel disgusted every time I remind myself I kissed him.
I think I’m smarter than my psychologist… although he has some pretty good ideas.
Sometimes I wish I would die just so everyone felt sad about me. But they might not.
I liked a guy for 2 years. I still have a crush on him. I always thought he might feel the same but didn’t want to tell me. I told him how I felt at prom. He said he didn’t know what to say and that was all. To this day I still think he has a thing for me but doesn’t want to admit it. Even though everyone knows he’s liked this other girl for ages. Every time I see him with her I feel jealous. She’s a b*tch. And I’m not the only one who thinks that.
I’m 5’8″ and 135 lbs. Most of the time I think I’m too fat.
I’m terrified of rejection.
I’m constantly afraid that my friends will stop liking me because I’m boring or annoying.
I secretly think that I’m a hypochondriac.
I always lie to people rather than hurt their feelings.
I’m the most insecure person that I know.
I scared of being ignored and by myself.
I’m scared that I may never get over him, even though we went out for only 2 months and I know he didn’t feel the same way.
Other people’s opinions matter too much to me.
I’m so gullible.
Everyone tells me I’m too nice and polite for my own good.
I can’t stand being normal.
this one time at band camp, seriously, i really did shove a flute up my whoo-whoo. since we saw it on american pie, my friend dared me
the last words i ever said to my mother were “i hate you.” i wish i could take them back.
I’m scared to show other people that I love him.
I hate you every minute of every day because you persudaded me to tell your younger brother that i loved him. You tell me he’s okay with it but i am angry because i allowed myself to hope that someone might love me.
I’m 15, and terrified of growing up
I go to boarding school, and I have plenty of friends who care about me, but even though I’m surrounded by all these people..
I still feel alone.
I wish he were here to hold me one last time, to feel his soft warm breath on my skin, to look me in the eyes and tell me he loves me…
I wish I had told him I loved him… before he died.
i let the guy i
like use me…
i went down on him over the summer, i know it was wrong but i felt wanted
i let the guy i
like use me…
i went down on him over the summer, i know it was wrong but i felt wanted
i pretend im happy all the time so my friends dont know how much i hurt inside
He never did it…
I used to cut for attention, 4 years later, no matter how many stiches, hospital visits or shocked faces I recieve…. I CANT stop… Its not about attention anymore…
I love the fact that im bulimic…
I hate foster care, its messed me up even more…All I want is a home…
My biggest wish is to be held and rocked well I cry.. because not once in my life has that ever happened…
I wish I knew more about Catholicism, so that when my friends ask questions about my religion, I would be able to tell them what I know.
I hate how I wait for you to come to my house and be the same person you were just a short time ago. I do not plan on doing this much longer.
It will break your heart.
I hate myself cuz im a fag… yet i fell in love w/ a mormon… hes gay too… but swears he ‘wants to find the gurl of his dreams’… daily i see the bullet in slow motion go through the center of my eyes… i think its a premonition…and i anxiously await
Finally after two years I told him that he is always in my thoughts and I still don’t feel any better.
I am happy…. i laugh a lot.. and i love my life. when i hear the stories of people who have been hurt and of my parents childhoods i wonder when life is going to catch up with me.
i often wonder though, if i am so happy why do i like to live my life through the books i read.
everyone always tells me how great i am… then why do i feel like such a fraud…
but through all this i am still really happy.. why do i feel so guilty about that?
Somedays I feel like a disgrace to my eating disorder.