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		<title>By: Torrey</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-16446</link>
		<dc:creator>Torrey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 23:21:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I still think about a guy that used to like me in elementary...I didn&#039;t realize I liked him until it was too late. Now I moved and am 16. I miss you so much.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still think about a guy that used to like me in elementary&#8230;I didn&#8217;t realize I liked him until it was too late. Now I moved and am 16. I miss you so much.</p>
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		<title>By: Nicole</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-16445</link>
		<dc:creator>Nicole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 23:18:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Cole, I really like you. A TON! I wish I could take you to my prom. but I&#039;m so shy I couldn&#039;t even use my real name...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cole, I really like you. A TON! I wish I could take you to my prom. but I&#8217;m so shy I couldn&#8217;t even use my real name&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Tapas Bose</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-15049</link>
		<dc:creator>Tapas Bose</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2011 09:19:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am a Frod of Rs. 8.64 Lakh,</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am a Frod of Rs. 8.64 Lakh,</p>
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		<title>By: wish</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14714</link>
		<dc:creator>wish</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 16:39:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i wish my mother had stuck with the therapy sessions for me. she doesn&#039;t know how badly i need the help.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i wish my mother had stuck with the therapy sessions for me. she doesn&#8217;t know how badly i need the help.</p>
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		<title>By: forgetful family</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14567</link>
		<dc:creator>forgetful family</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2011 07:15:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I want to see a psychologist because my mother doesn&#039;t believe me. I haven&#039;t gone yet because she always forgets to book an appointment and I forget to remind her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I want to see a psychologist because my mother doesn&#8217;t believe me. I haven&#8217;t gone yet because she always forgets to book an appointment and I forget to remind her.</p>
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		<title>By: tt</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14440</link>
		<dc:creator>tt</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2011 18:23:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My parents&#039; fights are so scary that I wish they divorced.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My parents&#8217; fights are so scary that I wish they divorced.</p>
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		<title>By: unwanted</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14324</link>
		<dc:creator>unwanted</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 01:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t have a family. They abandoned me when I was 15 years old because of the alcohol and drug free lifestyle. They say I believe I am better than them, when I don&#039;t think that at all. My best friend from birth died in 2009. I am so alone, but my friends think I am happy. They&#039;ll never know.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t have a family. They abandoned me when I was 15 years old because of the alcohol and drug free lifestyle. They say I believe I am better than them, when I don&#8217;t think that at all. My best friend from birth died in 2009. I am so alone, but my friends think I am happy. They&#8217;ll never know.</p>
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		<title>By: the kid in the shades</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14169</link>
		<dc:creator>the kid in the shades</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2011 16:27:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am 20 yrs old and im a bi and a tomboy who is loved by a girl who nobody likes and i cant ever see her. But the thing is i love her but im in love with my best friend who has a botfriend and doesnt know i enjoyed every moment the day she kissed me in the rain. My parents hate it and i feel so alone and wothless</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am 20 yrs old and im a bi and a tomboy who is loved by a girl who nobody likes and i cant ever see her. But the thing is i love her but im in love with my best friend who has a botfriend and doesnt know i enjoyed every moment the day she kissed me in the rain. My parents hate it and i feel so alone and wothless</p>
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		<title>By: mew</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14142</link>
		<dc:creator>mew</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2011 05:34:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*wish*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*wish*</p>
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		<title>By: mew</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-14141</link>
		<dc:creator>mew</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2011 05:34:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I wisk I was asian so you would think I&#039;m pretty</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wisk I was asian so you would think I&#8217;m pretty</p>
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		<title>By: courtney</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-13607</link>
		<dc:creator>courtney</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 03:03:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>dad cheated and cheated, parents fought, my brother and i moved from city to city 22 times , then they  divorced, dad skipped town, mom got a new bf, the bf abused her, mom packed everything and we moved across state stated over, got into high school got attention from older guys partied got wasted blacked out and got raped..humilated the whole school new, then i thought i wasnt doing something right so i put myself out there and  every bf i got i had sex with, junior year the boy of my dreams comes into my life but i was talking to this guy i liked also but lived far away..i chose dream guy well we had sex i turned in to my dad and cheated and lied  and he turned out controlling i spent every second with him i gave up my friends my family my life outside of school i changed my life goals so they would fit with his i loved this kid with all my heart i wanted to have kids with him we planned everything out  and a year later after trying and trying to fix the crap that i screwed up in the begining he pushes my buttons and we get into an argument things start breaking scratches bruises its a mess and then the thing that happened that i feared the most happened he ran out the door and drove offf and left me sobing and no one to turn to</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dad cheated and cheated, parents fought, my brother and i moved from city to city 22 times , then they  divorced, dad skipped town, mom got a new bf, the bf abused her, mom packed everything and we moved across state stated over, got into high school got attention from older guys partied got wasted blacked out and got raped..humilated the whole school new, then i thought i wasnt doing something right so i put myself out there and  every bf i got i had sex with, junior year the boy of my dreams comes into my life but i was talking to this guy i liked also but lived far away..i chose dream guy well we had sex i turned in to my dad and cheated and lied  and he turned out controlling i spent every second with him i gave up my friends my family my life outside of school i changed my life goals so they would fit with his i loved this kid with all my heart i wanted to have kids with him we planned everything out  and a year later after trying and trying to fix the crap that i screwed up in the begining he pushes my buttons and we get into an argument things start breaking scratches bruises its a mess and then the thing that happened that i feared the most happened he ran out the door and drove offf and left me sobing and no one to turn to</p>
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		<title>By: rawr</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-13495</link>
		<dc:creator>rawr</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 12:14:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>- My cousin taught me how to kiss, and how to perfect the art of making out.
- 2 years later and I still miss you...now you&#039;re engaged to some other girl and seem ridiculously happy.  Wonder if I ever made you that happy...
- I feel like I have no idea where my life is headed and I&#039;m a senior in college; shouldn&#039;t I have this shit figured out by now?
- I&#039;m tired of feeling like I&#039;m not good enough.  I know I deserve the best. 
- Last time we fooled around, I know you felt what I felt.  Too bad you&#039;re too much of a prick to drop the act and give &quot;us&quot; a shot.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>- My cousin taught me how to kiss, and how to perfect the art of making out.<br />
- 2 years later and I still miss you&#8230;now you&#8217;re engaged to some other girl and seem ridiculously happy.  Wonder if I ever made you that happy&#8230;<br />
- I feel like I have no idea where my life is headed and I&#8217;m a senior in college; shouldn&#8217;t I have this shit figured out by now?<br />
- I&#8217;m tired of feeling like I&#8217;m not good enough.  I know I deserve the best.<br />
- Last time we fooled around, I know you felt what I felt.  Too bad you&#8217;re too much of a prick to drop the act and give &#8220;us&#8221; a shot.</p>
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		<title>By: butterfly kisses</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-12994</link>
		<dc:creator>butterfly kisses</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 07:19:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I suffer from anxiety, it gets pretty bad!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I suffer from anxiety, it gets pretty bad!</p>
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		<title>By: sky</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-12992</link>
		<dc:creator>sky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 07:03:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>-I was raped at 13
-Melosted at 14
-my mom died from suicide &amp; drugs when I was 15
-I moved out at 16
-I met a man online when I was 18...he was 31, he&#039;s now 33 &amp; I&#039;m about to turn 20...were still together
-I used to cut myself &amp; drink like crazy when I was 18
-I have no family...they hate me
-I don&#039;t have a best friend to turn to
-Im poor, I don&#039;t live in a house or apartment, I don&#039;t have a fridge,stove,cable or internet
-I love my boyfriend more than ever I would die if I lost him, we plan on getting married
-I sometimes cry myself to sleep
-I have had a miscarraige when I was 19 &amp; nobody believes me except the ones who saw the tests...all 3 of them
-I dropped out of highschool when I was 18 (worst mistake ever)
-I have no job
-I want a baby &amp; a bright future
*after everything I have been through I still manage to stay positive,I believe one day my life will be better because of all the shit I have been through*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>-I was raped at 13<br />
-Melosted at 14<br />
-my mom died from suicide &amp; drugs when I was 15<br />
-I moved out at 16<br />
-I met a man online when I was 18&#8230;he was 31, he&#8217;s now 33 &amp; I&#8217;m about to turn 20&#8230;were still together<br />
-I used to cut myself &amp; drink like crazy when I was 18<br />
-I have no family&#8230;they hate me<br />
-I don&#8217;t have a best friend to turn to<br />
-Im poor, I don&#8217;t live in a house or apartment, I don&#8217;t have a fridge,stove,cable or internet<br />
-I love my boyfriend more than ever I would die if I lost him, we plan on getting married<br />
-I sometimes cry myself to sleep<br />
-I have had a miscarraige when I was 19 &amp; nobody believes me except the ones who saw the tests&#8230;all 3 of them<br />
-I dropped out of highschool when I was 18 (worst mistake ever)<br />
-I have no job<br />
-I want a baby &amp; a bright future<br />
*after everything I have been through I still manage to stay positive,I believe one day my life will be better because of all the shit I have been through*</p>
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		<title>By: sky</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-12991</link>
		<dc:creator>sky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 07:02:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>-I was raped at 13
-Melosted at 14
-my mom dies from suicide &amp; drugs when I was 15
-I moved out at 16
-I too met a man online when I was 18...he was 31, he&#039;s now 33 &amp; I&#039;m about to turn 20...were still together
-I used to cut myself &amp; drink like crazy
-I have no family...they hate me
-I don&#039;t have a best friend to turn to
-Im poor, I don&#039;t live in a house or apartment, I don&#039;t have a fridge,stove,cable or internet
-I love my boyfriend more than ever &amp; we plan on getting married
-I sometimes cry myself to sleep
-I have had a miscarraige &amp; nobody believes me except the ones who saw the tests...all 4 of them
-I dropped out of highschool (worst mistake ever)
-I have no job
-I want a baby &amp; a bright future
*after everything I have been through I still manage to stay positive,I believe one day my life will be better because of all the shit I have been through*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>-I was raped at 13<br />
-Melosted at 14<br />
-my mom dies from suicide &amp; drugs when I was 15<br />
-I moved out at 16<br />
-I too met a man online when I was 18&#8230;he was 31, he&#8217;s now 33 &amp; I&#8217;m about to turn 20&#8230;were still together<br />
-I used to cut myself &amp; drink like crazy<br />
-I have no family&#8230;they hate me<br />
-I don&#8217;t have a best friend to turn to<br />
-Im poor, I don&#8217;t live in a house or apartment, I don&#8217;t have a fridge,stove,cable or internet<br />
-I love my boyfriend more than ever &amp; we plan on getting married<br />
-I sometimes cry myself to sleep<br />
-I have had a miscarraige &amp; nobody believes me except the ones who saw the tests&#8230;all 4 of them<br />
-I dropped out of highschool (worst mistake ever)<br />
-I have no job<br />
-I want a baby &amp; a bright future<br />
*after everything I have been through I still manage to stay positive,I believe one day my life will be better because of all the shit I have been through*</p>
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		<title>By: scj</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-12856</link>
		<dc:creator>scj</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 12:37:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i married in secret for some reasons i prefer not to disclose. And 6 months later my family found out. now i dont know where to put myself as my angry parents and friends are dealing with their feelings.
im scared about my life now.
i love my husband but we have no money etc. it was a spur of the moment thing and now i dont know what to do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i married in secret for some reasons i prefer not to disclose. And 6 months later my family found out. now i dont know where to put myself as my angry parents and friends are dealing with their feelings.<br />
im scared about my life now.<br />
i love my husband but we have no money etc. it was a spur of the moment thing and now i dont know what to do.</p>
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		<title>By: KU</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-11008</link>
		<dc:creator>KU</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2010 20:51:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>-You told me about the cheating and cried and apoligized. I would rather you just broke up with me instead.
-People say we&#039;re friends, but they fail to prove it.
-I just wanted you to love me.
-We all make mistakes. My biggest one was asking you to break up with her.
-A boy creeped me out with a crush he&#039;s had on me for three years. I found out he&#039;s engaged. I cried because he didn&#039;t even want me anymore.
-You said it seems like I want you to be miserable forever. You&#039;re wrong. I just want you miserable longer than me.
-I hope you don&#039;t cheat on her. But I also pray you do. Then I know it wasn&#039;t just me. I know I&#039;m a bad person.
-You aren&#039;t allowed to be sad we broke up. Because you didn&#039;t want me.
-If I could change anything, I would stop myself from finding you on facebook.
-Everyone says it wasn&#039;t my fault. But I still wonder what I did to deserve it.
-I lied. I DO still cry myself to sleep.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>-You told me about the cheating and cried and apoligized. I would rather you just broke up with me instead.<br />
-People say we&#8217;re friends, but they fail to prove it.<br />
-I just wanted you to love me.<br />
-We all make mistakes. My biggest one was asking you to break up with her.<br />
-A boy creeped me out with a crush he&#8217;s had on me for three years. I found out he&#8217;s engaged. I cried because he didn&#8217;t even want me anymore.<br />
-You said it seems like I want you to be miserable forever. You&#8217;re wrong. I just want you miserable longer than me.<br />
-I hope you don&#8217;t cheat on her. But I also pray you do. Then I know it wasn&#8217;t just me. I know I&#8217;m a bad person.<br />
-You aren&#8217;t allowed to be sad we broke up. Because you didn&#8217;t want me.<br />
-If I could change anything, I would stop myself from finding you on facebook.<br />
-Everyone says it wasn&#8217;t my fault. But I still wonder what I did to deserve it.<br />
-I lied. I DO still cry myself to sleep.</p>
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		<title>By: AnotherFaceInTheCrowd</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-10439</link>
		<dc:creator>AnotherFaceInTheCrowd</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 05:42:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sometimes I wish I wasn&#039;t a disappointment.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes I wish I wasn&#8217;t a disappointment.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-8438</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 00:40:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The best time to tell someone bad news is when they already have bad news. It was probably better than him telling you much later. I&#039;m sure he just wanted to avoid ruining one of your good days.

That does suck, though.
Hope you&#039;re well.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The best time to tell someone bad news is when they already have bad news. It was probably better than him telling you much later. I&#8217;m sure he just wanted to avoid ruining one of your good days.</p>
<p>That does suck, though.<br />
Hope you&#8217;re well.</p>
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		<title>By: Nardini</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-8342</link>
		<dc:creator>Nardini</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 23:26:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>No, you are not pathetic. I am in love with someone that I met online, and I hope to marry him someday.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No, you are not pathetic. I am in love with someone that I met online, and I hope to marry him someday.</p>
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		<title>By: Ashley</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-7449</link>
		<dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:03:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i&#039;ve lost an extremely good friendship that way, and have to fight just to maintain acquaintance status. be careful, with whatever you do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i&#8217;ve lost an extremely good friendship that way, and have to fight just to maintain acquaintance status. be careful, with whatever you do.</p>
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		<title>By: anon</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-6210</link>
		<dc:creator>anon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 02:35:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>my dad cheated on my mom for 12 years (with different women)
including the 2 years they were together before they were married.

i have Always had this nagging feeling deep inside that i am not the oldest child by my father.

i feel so angry and sad that he won&#039;t just tell me the truth that i already know in my heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>my dad cheated on my mom for 12 years (with different women)<br />
including the 2 years they were together before they were married.</p>
<p>i have Always had this nagging feeling deep inside that i am not the oldest child by my father.</p>
<p>i feel so angry and sad that he won&#8217;t just tell me the truth that i already know in my heart.</p>
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		<title>By: KB</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-6208</link>
		<dc:creator>KB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 02:25:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>my Fiancee cheated on me.
the same night i found out my Sister died of alcohol poisoning.

he told me 3 days later 


after her FUNERAL.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>my Fiancee cheated on me.<br />
the same night i found out my Sister died of alcohol poisoning.</p>
<p>he told me 3 days later </p>
<p>after her FUNERAL.</p>
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		<title>By: notgood</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-4472</link>
		<dc:creator>notgood</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 16:33:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>you&#039;re 21 and im 16. you say that we shouldnt be together, but that didnt seem to matter the day you told me you loved me. 
i still blame myself for what i said that day, because i believe that if that didnt happen, we would still be together. 
i open our msn chat window everyday hoping magically it&#039;ll blink in orange and tell me you jsut wrote me something, perhaps you telling me you still love me.
i still miss your drunken calls and i wish you would still do them.
i wish you were in beijing during your semester instead of shanghai, then everything would have been okay.
i still tell myself everyday you meant the things you said because i cant bare to think it was another one of your lies.
if i had to do this all over again, i would.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you&#8217;re 21 and im 16. you say that we shouldnt be together, but that didnt seem to matter the day you told me you loved me.<br />
i still blame myself for what i said that day, because i believe that if that didnt happen, we would still be together.<br />
i open our msn chat window everyday hoping magically it&#8217;ll blink in orange and tell me you jsut wrote me something, perhaps you telling me you still love me.<br />
i still miss your drunken calls and i wish you would still do them.<br />
i wish you were in beijing during your semester instead of shanghai, then everything would have been okay.<br />
i still tell myself everyday you meant the things you said because i cant bare to think it was another one of your lies.<br />
if i had to do this all over again, i would.</p>
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		<title>By: Ghyuyrd</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-4163</link>
		<dc:creator>Ghyuyrd</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 05:59:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have a boyfriend that I met  online... I&#039;ve never seen him in person but I lied to my parents went they found out about him, and said he used to live around us. Am I pathetic? Iove this guy so much and I really want to be togther.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a boyfriend that I met  online&#8230; I&#8217;ve never seen him in person but I lied to my parents went they found out about him, and said he used to live around us. Am I pathetic? Iove this guy so much and I really want to be togther.</p>
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		<title>By: Doesn't matter</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-4162</link>
		<dc:creator>Doesn't matter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 05:52:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m a good student, I get good grades, I always listen every seems to like me and think I&#039;m so smart. But for whatever reason I feel like I&#039;m afraid I&#039;ll never get into college,  I feel like a failure I don&#039;t want to dissappoint every one who think so highy of me... But I&#039;m afraid I&#039;ll fail... I&#039;m deathly afraid of being a failure, of being nothing, I&#039;m afraid of failing everybody.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m a good student, I get good grades, I always listen every seems to like me and think I&#8217;m so smart. But for whatever reason I feel like I&#8217;m afraid I&#8217;ll never get into college,  I feel like a failure I don&#8217;t want to dissappoint every one who think so highy of me&#8230; But I&#8217;m afraid I&#8217;ll fail&#8230; I&#8217;m deathly afraid of being a failure, of being nothing, I&#8217;m afraid of failing everybody.</p>
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		<title>By: lalala</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-3424</link>
		<dc:creator>lalala</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 20:32:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m a girl, who likes watching gay porn ( males), but I think I&#039;m sexually attracted to women... I&#039;m so confused</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m a girl, who likes watching gay porn ( males), but I think I&#8217;m sexually attracted to women&#8230; I&#8217;m so confused</p>
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		<title>By: anonymous</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-1857</link>
		<dc:creator>anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 21:49:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was four, my dad told me he was picking me up from pre school one day. I whined and told him I wanted my mom to pick me up. He looked a little sad, but agreed. He died of a heart attack that year. I never got to say goodbye. I regret the day I pushed him away for my mom.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was four, my dad told me he was picking me up from pre school one day. I whined and told him I wanted my mom to pick me up. He looked a little sad, but agreed. He died of a heart attack that year. I never got to say goodbye. I regret the day I pushed him away for my mom.</p>
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		<title>By: randomer</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-1407</link>
		<dc:creator>randomer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 15:25:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just everybody&#039;s fool, aren&#039;t i? Never lived up to what my parents wanted, never proved the teachers wrong. Never had a guy really love me and say he cared. I have friends but they know nothing about me, they don&#039;t see when I&#039;m crying and hurt or when I&#039;m happy. My one best friend, the only true one. She saved my life twice, and now she doesn&#039;t even notice when I&#039;m around or if I&#039;m even alive. And she&#039;s so happy without me while I&#039;m crying my eyes out. I&#039;m lost and I can&#039;t find away to feel like a human again... &lt;/3</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just everybody&#8217;s fool, aren&#8217;t i? Never lived up to what my parents wanted, never proved the teachers wrong. Never had a guy really love me and say he cared. I have friends but they know nothing about me, they don&#8217;t see when I&#8217;m crying and hurt or when I&#8217;m happy. My one best friend, the only true one. She saved my life twice, and now she doesn&#8217;t even notice when I&#8217;m around or if I&#8217;m even alive. And she&#8217;s so happy without me while I&#8217;m crying my eyes out. I&#8217;m lost and I can&#8217;t find away to feel like a human again&#8230; &lt;/3</p>
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		<title>By: susanne</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-1365</link>
		<dc:creator>susanne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 04:13:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i am a prominent member in my youth group.
a straight A student.
involved in every aspect of school and family.
i have the greatest friends and call myself a Christian

everyone thinks i&#039;&#039;ve got the perfect life.

but
i&#039;ve masturbated and looked at porn
since the seventh grade

no one knows.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i am a prominent member in my youth group.<br />
a straight A student.<br />
involved in every aspect of school and family.<br />
i have the greatest friends and call myself a Christian</p>
<p>everyone thinks i&#8221;ve got the perfect life.</p>
<p>but<br />
i&#8217;ve masturbated and looked at porn<br />
since the seventh grade</p>
<p>no one knows.</p>
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		<title>By: lauren</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-140</link>
		<dc:creator>lauren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 10:50:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i fell in love with a guy for 3 years.
then he told me he was gay &amp; he is.
i hate his ugly boyfriend
and i think about stephen everyday.
i hate what his uncle did to him.
and for some reason i cant seem to get over
how perfedt we could have been
and that was 5 years ago.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i fell in love with a guy for 3 years.<br />
then he told me he was gay &amp; he is.<br />
i hate his ugly boyfriend<br />
and i think about stephen everyday.<br />
i hate what his uncle did to him.<br />
and for some reason i cant seem to get over<br />
how perfedt we could have been<br />
and that was 5 years ago.</p>
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		<title>By: cutter</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-95</link>
		<dc:creator>cutter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:19:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i wish i had an eating disorder, because i really relate to people who do.
but i always give up and decide i just diserve to be fat and ugly.
then i cut.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i wish i had an eating disorder, because i really relate to people who do.<br />
but i always give up and decide i just diserve to be fat and ugly.<br />
then i cut.</p>
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		<title>By: shea</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-94</link>
		<dc:creator>shea</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:18:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i don&#039;t know who i am or who i want to be.
but everytime you try to change me i bitch about it.
but really, i wish i was like you sometimes. not in your personality, or your friends, or anything like that.
being popular doesn&#039;t interest me.
rather, i wish i was like you because you seem to know exactly who you are.
i really don&#039;t know.
i have no opinions, no morals, no faither.
i have nothing.
i have no dad, no boyfriend, no best friends.
even though you believe that you are mine, i really don&#039;t like you sometimes.
and i&#039;m still call you my best friend because i&#039;m afraid if i lose you i&#039;ll miss you, just like everyone else that i&#039;ve dropped over the years.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i don&#8217;t know who i am or who i want to be.<br />
but everytime you try to change me i bitch about it.<br />
but really, i wish i was like you sometimes. not in your personality, or your friends, or anything like that.<br />
being popular doesn&#8217;t interest me.<br />
rather, i wish i was like you because you seem to know exactly who you are.<br />
i really don&#8217;t know.<br />
i have no opinions, no morals, no faither.<br />
i have nothing.<br />
i have no dad, no boyfriend, no best friends.<br />
even though you believe that you are mine, i really don&#8217;t like you sometimes.<br />
and i&#8217;m still call you my best friend because i&#8217;m afraid if i lose you i&#8217;ll miss you, just like everyone else that i&#8217;ve dropped over the years.</p>
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		<title>By: afraid</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-93</link>
		<dc:creator>afraid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 05:17:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Its been two years and i still think about you everyday. I wish I could take it back and Im so sorry. I will never stop loving you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Its been two years and i still think about you everyday. I wish I could take it back and Im so sorry. I will never stop loving you.</p>
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		<title>By: someone</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-78</link>
		<dc:creator>someone</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 16:11:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t love you anymore.  I just didn&#039;t want to be called a coward.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t love you anymore.  I just didn&#8217;t want to be called a coward.</p>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-47</link>
		<dc:creator>Laura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 16:29:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I never needed anyome before and the person i need so much i could lose at any moment.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I never needed anyome before and the person i need so much i could lose at any moment.</p>
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		<title>By: sam</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-42</link>
		<dc:creator>sam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 23:30:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad left a year ago, 
even though i say i hate him 
i can&#039;t stop thinking of how 
he is doing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad left a year ago,<br />
even though i say i hate him<br />
i can&#8217;t stop thinking of how<br />
he is doing.</p>
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		<title>By: ally</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-38</link>
		<dc:creator>ally</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 17:42:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i can be myself around everyone, except my family.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i can be myself around everyone, except my family.</p>
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		<title>By: Snow White</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-37</link>
		<dc:creator>Snow White</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 15:28:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love my boyfriend with all my being and more. I&#039;ve known him for 6 years and have like him for most of that time. I&#039;m so happy we are finally dating. I don&#039;t know what I would do without him. But i have a friend who i think I like. And when we hang I just want to kiss him and stuff. I hate it. And I end up hurting myself every time the thoughts pop into my head. At the moment the knuckles on my right hand are bruised from punching metal screen doors and plastic siding to my friends house. The pain distracts me from the thoughts. I don&#039;t want to break up with my boyfriend and I don&#039;t want to stop being friends with my friend. It&#039;s soo retarded.
I don&#039;t know what to do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love my boyfriend with all my being and more. I&#8217;ve known him for 6 years and have like him for most of that time. I&#8217;m so happy we are finally dating. I don&#8217;t know what I would do without him. But i have a friend who i think I like. And when we hang I just want to kiss him and stuff. I hate it. And I end up hurting myself every time the thoughts pop into my head. At the moment the knuckles on my right hand are bruised from punching metal screen doors and plastic siding to my friends house. The pain distracts me from the thoughts. I don&#8217;t want to break up with my boyfriend and I don&#8217;t want to stop being friends with my friend. It&#8217;s soo retarded.<br />
I don&#8217;t know what to do.</p>
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		<title>By: yagami</title>
		<link>http://postsecretarchive.com/2008/01/upload-your-secret-now/comment-page-1/#comment-24</link>
		<dc:creator>yagami</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 02:27:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i love u and am too afraid to tell u...i think u likes me...and to avoid breaking our friendship...i push u away, hurt u on purpose</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i love u and am too afraid to tell u&#8230;i think u likes me&#8230;and to avoid breaking our friendship&#8230;i push u away, hurt u on purpose</p>
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