Postsecret: A Lifetime of Secrets
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Trailer video for PostSecret: A Lifetime of Secrets and PostSecret.com, A Frank Warren project.
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I considered doing cocaine to try and get skinnier.
My dad was a pot head in school and tried i dont know how many other drugs,the reason i dont do drugs isnt because they could hurt me, its because i dont want to risk maybe ending up like him.
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Today, even though I'm over him, I still want his Girl friend to rot in hell.
To this day, I wonder what might've been had I not been such a fool. I fantasized about a relationship with her all throughout 2nd semester of senior year.
I also found out about this girl named Christine through her xanga blog. She said she 'needed a bf' or something, and I took that as my cue to take advantage and ask her out online (even though I had never even met this girl). She just seemed so cool and interesting based on her blog.
My biggest regret is being such a pussy and not getting to know her and letting her know I exist and show her my qualities. I think she was single all or most of senior year. I still to this day have pipe dreams about what 'might' happen.
i wished my teacher wouldn't call home.
she didn't.
she died that day.
i never wished for anything again, even on my birthday
I'm angry at my mom for having kidney failer. I also blame my self for her having it.
I thought about if I was dying, who'd be the last person I'd call and what I'd say. When I finally figured it out, I was too late.