he died in Iraq..
When people ask about my new life i tell them stories about how great it is. But really, i cry myself to sleep every night because i’m all alone and hate it. If i tell them the truth they’ll know i’ve failed. so i keep smiling.
"I wish I was as promiscuous as my herpes made me seem"?
I don’t, I’m sorry, but if you un-anon yourself I’m happy to send it your way if I come across it?
A preliminary google search also returned nothing. Was it a book secret or website secret?
Tonight, at Easter dinner, my uncle stated that he would never need to say any other country, because we have all the culture we could ever need right here in America. My heart broke. How was I born into this family, and how do I escape.
McDonalds, Chinatowns, and hearing Spanish on the bus does not make you cultured. It makes you submissive.
i don’t know, but if you submit your secret and it does show i promise i will repost it as a text post and delete your details.