“PostSecret is a beautiful sorrow, a virtual wailing wall.”

“I read some of the postcards. And then I was putting some beer in the fridge. And I just cried.”

“My mother and I looked at all the postcards on this site together and we both shared our secrets…I feel I understand her better now and my secret can’t haunt me anymore.”
-New York

“Now, strangers aren’t so different.”

“I can never put my secret on paper. I can never say it. I can’t even think of it for a long time.”

Listening To:
Last Day of Winter from the album “The Fire In Our Throats Will Beckon the Thaw” by Pelican

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