Now why would I post my deepest darkest secrets on the interent where anyone in the world could axcess them? I mean, come on! I'm not stupid!!! Plus, mine belong to me to be eaten par & disriminated par me & me only. So there!
Well, people on here might already know my secrets, but since I will never actually meet any of toi in real life, I might as well tell anyway. I ahve a GIANT HUGE CRUSH on my chem teacher, I have never even held hands with a boy and I had a huge crush on Double D. (Yes from EENE) Those are just a few, but they are the ones I'm most embarrassed of. I have plus though.
^^Honestly I have no idea. It just happened spontaneously. I don't even know why. It's one of those weird freak of nature things that just happen. Sorry bad excuse, but it's the truth.
If I told: 1) No longer a secret 2) Your innocence would be crushed 3) toi would never look at bar stools ou Obama the same way again 4) toi will never want to drink grain de raisin, raisin Soda again
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I can't decide if I want to know plus about it ou run away! MDR
oh wow. i'm just gonna take a wild guess here & say this: Is your secret that you've 'done' a bar tabouret while wishing it was Obama and drinking grain de raisin, raisin soda at the same time? cause that's what it sounds like to me.
IM A VAMPIRE!! A WEREWOLF!! A FAERIE!! A HUMAN!! A WITCH!! AN ANGEL!! A DEMON!! im not telling toi anything plus than that. :D jk im not any of those things of course. why would I spill on here? they made diaries for a reason...right? im too old to use one anymore anyway. :P
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you're never too old for a diary! if it's something that toi like to do, it shouldn't make a difference!! of course, i never made one! MDR
your never to old to use a journal. just saying. :) i'm 13 & i use one & i'll use one for the rest of my life. it's the only thing that makes me not get up in the morning & start punching peoples faces in.
i don't really have any deep dark secrets because i tell people a lot of things. it's not their place to judge me and if they do well then we're not really friends. what people say can't change who i am.
but there is one that i will never tell anybody. it involves Russian Vodka, a substitute teacher, plastic spoons, and a pineapple.
