Blogsecret is back…
These posts are so pathetic.
“WAH! I’m just starting high school and I know everything about life and how it is going to pan out. This boy wont ever look at me or text me or instant message me or whatever the fuck me. I think I’m going to kill myself.”
(This is what usually screams out to me, when I see them pop up on my dashboard.)
That’s not a secret. That’s a plea for attention.
A secret is something like “I like to collect bouncy balls from coin machines because I use to be one.”
Grow up.
