Postsecret 03/07/11

So I realise that this is almost a week late but I thought I'd get it in before the secrets change tomorrow. Check them out by clicking here.

In fact words in any sense are running rather thin lately. But after 5 years or so of reading other people's secrets, I've decided I'm going to find the words and actually send one in.

Postsecret - 26/06/11

It's that time of week again.. be sure to check out this week's secrets by clicking here. Here are a couple that I've picked out as my own. I've been a bit useless with this blog recently but I'm trying to get back on track. Enjoy!

 

This is my favourite secret from this week's postcards. Sometimes when I browse through the secrets it amazes me that some people's hidden thoughts are identical to mine. I had a rough few years before I ended up at Kingston. And this year has been the best of my life. I really didn't want to leave, for so many reasons. Not just halls but everything about university. It's the amalgamation of everything, the whole experience. It saved me; it really did. I don't really know why it's a secret that it did, but I suppose it's because explaining that to people would involve divulging information about myself that meant I needed saving. And that's the real secret.

If I could scratch out the last line of this secret I would. I already know that true love is out there. But the reason I obsessively watch a particular tv show is because it gives me the hope that everything will be okay in the end. That's what I cling on to.

Postsecret 10/04/11

Sorry, I'm a few days late with my Postsecret post this week, sorry! Just had a browse through the secrets and picked out my favourite. Check out this weeks secrets by clicking here.

As you may know I'm a bit of a Twitter addict. Twitter's strange, because you can have complex relationships with people you've never met, interlinking conversations with multiple people at once. You build up a knowledge of a person based on a collection of 140 character tweets. But it's brilliant in the way that you can send out a message to all your followers, hundreds of people, and it can be completely indirect to most, but be very clear to a small number of those followers. And you do have to wonder sometimes whether someone's indirect tweets are ever aimed at you. I think I only wonder about it because I do it to other people. Guilty as charged!

Postsecret 27/02/11

I haven't been posting regularly lately but I'm trying to get back on track so I thought I'd start with a postcard from yesterday's Postsecrets. Click here to check the rest of them out.

There are lots of people in my life that this secret applies to; too many people have chipped little parts of me away, and taped little bits back on, and I don't know who I am anymore. I have to stop letting myself change for others. I have to stop getting hurt.