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Past Secrets 1
December 21, 2007
I’ll try and get this going with some secrets I was able to find searching the web…I’m not sure if all of them are from PostSecret, but I’m pretty sure that most of them are.
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I Double Carolina
I feel the same as “Good enough to fu** but not enough to love”
Two of these secrets are mock-ups from an irish satirical web-site. The ‘mothers of bastards’ one and the ‘eating myself to death’ one. I think the site is called twentymajor.
i wonder who the dad is?? i saw orlando bloom in there lol in the bottom corner…
i think its Jim Carrey~
if shes telling the truth
that’s more than my fear..i think that’s my life. no matter how fast or slow i take it, it always ends up the same. i slept with you to keep you, and you still left me. i don’t know what to do, or how to change it. i just want to be loved, and i want someone to care about me as much as i care about them. sometimes, i think i’m just a joke.
I know!! I was thinking Vince Vaughn…. But she might not be telling the truth!
“All I want is for you to be honest with me, and happy. I could never be dissappointed in you. So don’t be afraid.”
This one made me cry my eyes out. Because all I want is for someone to say this to me. And mean it.
The eighth from the bottom is probab;y fake, it’s Mary Harney (politician) infront of the irish government buildings…
@ Good Enough…yeah, me too. That’s why they don’t get it anymore.
@ slave….Good on you for seeking your happiness! *hugz*
i also get my way bc i have great tits.
and im terrified will always be the girl you fuck
and not the girl you love.
: (
A four hundred pound woman has a beautiful body? Yeah right, sicko.
To the person who’s grandpa died-
When my grandpa was on his death bed, I was there and I cried and hugged him when he was gone. But at his funeral, I didn’t cry and I didn’t go up to his casket..I was too afraid to accept it. Five years later, In my freshman year of college, I went to his grave by myself and told him I was sorry for not seeing him away and that I missed him. I think our grandpas forgive us.
the “good enough” is my exgirlfriend’s secret, and I loved her more than anything, and she left me.
The good enough to fuck but not to love secret is how i feel right now, and i’m terrified because i’m falling for the guy. the worst part is he made it clear we are just friends, with benefits.
The good enough to fuck but not to love secret was also my secret for awhile until I got pregnant – then I wasn’t even good enough to fuck. That was years ago and I ran into him recently and my life turned out so much better than his. It made me happy.