Sunday, November 7, 2010

Secret Sunday


As I mentioned last week, Secret Fridays have now moved to Sunday. So welcome to the second round. Here's a chance to share some secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how this works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) I don't plan to censor content or language. However I do reserve the right to remove anything which appears to be posted with the sole intent of offending. I also reserve the right not to remove content that may be considered controversial. It's a fine line sometimes.

3) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. You may copy the rules if you wish.

And now to it...

19 comments:

  1. I don't know if I love my boyfriend anymore. He's driving me nuts. We haven't had sex in a long while and it doesn't even seem to bother him. He thinks of me more as a conquest and a trophy, I think. His mother drives me more insane and I don't know if I can be his wife one day with all the shit. I miss my ex. This is bad, very bad. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!

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  2. My fantasy is, was, will be, find a person with whom i will spend the rest of my life in love, peace and happyness. This is the biggest fantasy. Ever.

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  3. I like this boy. He's a guitarist. My last love was also a guitarist. And I'm scared that that's the only reason why I like him.

    Sometimes, I think that I have a good chance with him. He's protective of me and says things like that he's more than enough to escort me home. He says he likes girls that are also into music and that he'll be more than happy to teach me the guitar. When we first met, he said that we'll probably won't meet again yet a week later he invites me to his band's gig.

    Then.
    There are times when I'm talking to him and he just disappears on me. Most of the time, he doesn't reply to my texts.

    I don't know what to expect from him. And I don't even know if I really like him at all. Maybe I'm just afraid to fall in love again.

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  4. Sometimes I want to fall into a shadow of nothingness, so small that I can hide away, nothing but air and dust particles; small, I want to be so small.
    Yet somehow I want to shine and sing and explode into life with the power of a thousand fireworks, I want to swallow the sun, I want to capture the moon.
    I am the most conflicted heart I've known, I am the strongest contradiction.
    I am stone-cold strong, and bitter-sweet sad, lovely, yet somehow so tainted.
    I confuse, even myself.

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  5. I am ashamed to admit that I let my walls down and, despite copious warning signs, trusted someone and let them borrow money. Now we are broken up and I am worried they won't pay me back. The worst part is that I only wanted their love. It would be worth more than the money. I can't believe I could be so dumb.

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  6. I badly want to fall in love again. Madly in love!

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  7. I am afraid that if I marry him, I will have to give up who I am, and that scares me so very much, because I've only just begun to rediscover myself.

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  8. I have no clue who I am anymore. I need to begin the process of finding myself again and what true happiness means to me.

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  9. I want to see your penis. Post it!!!!

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  10. I hope the results of that last comment will not be seen here.....

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  11. You guys are awesome! <3

    Not likely to happen here, although I'm dying to know who wrote that. God I love this series. :)

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  12. Can we see a sex tape from you with your wife then?

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  13. I really wish i could beat the crap out of someone without the fear of getting arrested.

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  14. Getting a little hot in here...

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  15. I picture of you having sex with me every night Barry. =)

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  16. Sometimes, I don't eat even though I'm hungry.

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  17. I wish I could fight the urge to stop hacking into my boyfriend's email and Facebook account. I just can't stop, it's a sick addiction. I watch him chat with friends, and he has no idea we're both logged on at the same time. I would die if someone did this to me, why do I keep doing this?

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