Abby let me borrow a book of hers that is a collection of secrets written on post cards. The collection was a result of a community art project that asked people to anonymously write a secret down on a home made post card (the secret had to be true and something you never told anyone before) and mail it to an address in Maryland. Some of the cards have been posted on a blog www.postsecret.com . The confessions are amazing, sad, and though provoking. Here are some of my picks (from the book, they aren’t mine!)
I trashed my parents house to look like I had a party while they were out of town…
…so my mom would think I had friends
I’m afraid no one will love me as much as my dog does
I wish I were a popular idiot instead of a lonely genius
I’m afraid of women who wear Capri pants
I stole your duck and took him to San Francisco
3 comments:
That last one was you wasn't it Vince? I knew you'd confess eventually. Bring my duck BACK!! Mr Quackers better be alright.. or else!
Sorry Rob, it just looked so tasty! I'm asking the Google chef to make something for me.
It's kinda scary how you were able to find all 5 of the postcards that I sent in....
Vince I can't believe you ate Mr. Quackers! Are you really afraid of capri pants? I better not bring any
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