Tuesday, June 15, 2010

PostSecret

I got a book for my 18th, that was full of other people's secrets.
Some of them are interesting, some of them are gross.
Some of them, I feel exactly the same way.
So whoever you are,
When your father died and you couldn't cry,
I'll have you know I couldn't cry for a while either.
And maybe that means I'm a bad person,
but when I do, All I know is that it hurts.
It really hurts.

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