"I hope that you can keep it
My dirty little secret"
-All American Rejects
I can't stop. I'm completely hooked on these PostSecret books. They are amazing. But I have to stop because there's this little lump in my throat that's starting to hurt. Seriously, it's kind emotional reading some of this stuff. My heart aches for these people (me, who always swears I hate everyone). I can't believe what some of these people carry around with them:
-he thinks we're trying (picture of birth control pills)
-I wrote this hoping you would see this and know its me. It's me.
-I just want to go to sleep and wake up the person I used to be
-I wonder if my dad ever thinks "i'm home" when he comes to pick me up at what is now my mom's house
Just a few as I flip through this book: A Lifetime of Secrets.
I came across one secret this afternoon and smiled.
I didn't write it, but I could have. I think of Gene Brody every day and I still can't bring myself to erase his numbers from my cell phone. But that's not really a secret, is it?