PostSecret: Extraordinary Confessions from Ordinary Lives

Religious people fear hell -- Spiritual people have walked thru it.

I am the type of person that I complain about.

If ever I was in a plane that was going down, rather than screaming, crying and railing against the inevitable, I would look out the window, watch my death speeding toward me, and fully appreciate the final experience of my life.

When I drive 'home' and leave you, it makes me feel like I'm driving to nowhere - to nothing - to a place that doesn't make me feel.

My biggest regret is being naive enough in thinking that what happened is a big enough reason to miss out on each other's live.

I've just gotta save myself and then I'm Yours.

There are days when I go to church just for the chance to maybe see her smile at me.

Love you. A stranger accidentally text messaged me the other day. I didn't delete it. I look at it before I go to bed at night and sometimes during the day. I know it wasn't meant for me... but it's nice to pretend it was.

I make you believe that I am racist ... so you wouldn't suspect that I had sex with your best friend.

How I wish I could hug everyone and tell them that it's okay. It's okay to be scared and angry and hurt and selfish. It's part of being human,

I believe that one day I will like myself.

I LEAVE poetry IN LIBRARY BOOKS.

I STOLE YOUR DUCK AND TOOK HIM TO SAN FRANCISCO

I always wait a few days before returning e-mails from my friends because I don't want them to think I have nothing better to do

Sharon: innocent freckle-faced red-haired good Sharon: I was a vicious, vengeful compulsive BRUTE to you at school. 30+ years on-Now I'm very sorry

I'm sorry, We were Young, I think about--and Regret--it every Day.

When i see an ugly bride, what i am really seeing is a glimmer of hope for the future [maybe i will marry someday.]

I TRASHED MY PARENTS HOUSE TO LOOK LIKE I HAD HAD A PARTY WHY THEY WERE OUT OF TOWN… … MY MOM WOULD THINK I HAD FRIENDS: