[ SECRET POST #3022 ]

[case]

⌈ Secret Post #3022 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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02.
[Angel]


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03.
[Steven Moffat]


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04.
[Harry Potter]


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05.
[Trailer Park Boys]


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06.
(The Little Flying Bears)


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07.
[Once Upon a Time]


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08.
[Felicia Day]


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09.
[Doctor Who]


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10.
[Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory]


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11.
[Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.]


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12.
[The Simpsons - Tapped Out]


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13.
[Red Dwarf]


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14.
[Kyuhyun/Super Junior]


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15.
[X-Files]


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16.
[Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy]


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17.
[Madame Secretary]


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18.
[Amanda Palmer]








Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 03 pages, 075 secrets from Secret Submission Post #432.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Comments

[ill_omened]

you don’t know how it felt to be in the womb but it must have been at least a little warmer than this.

you don’t know how intimately they’re recording your every move on closed-circuit cameras until you see your face reflected back at you through through the pulp.

you don’t know how to stop picking at your fingers.

you don’t know how little you’ve been paying attention until you look down at your legs again.

you don’t know how many times you can say you’re coming until they just stop believing you.

you don’t know how orgasmic the act of taking in a lungful of oxygen is until they hold your head under the water.

you don’t know how many vietnamese soft rolls to order.

you don’t know how convinced your parents were that having children would be, absolutely, without question, the correct thing to do.

you don’t know how precious your iphone battery time was until you’re hiding in the bottom of the boat.

you don’t know how to get away from your fucking parents.

you don’t know how it’s possible to feel total compassion in one moment and total disconnection in the next moment.

you don’t know how things could change so incredibly fast.

you don’t know how to make something, but the instructions are on the internet.

you don’t know how to make sense of this massive parade.

you don’t know how to believe anyone anymore.

you don’t know how to tell the girl in the chair next to you that you’ve been peeking at her dissertation draft and there’s a grammatical typo in the actual file name.

you don’t know how to explain yourself.

you don’t want two percent but it’s all they have.

you don’t know how claustrophobic your house is until you can’t leave it.

you don’t know why you let that guy go without shooting him dead and stuffing him in some bushes between cambridge and watertown.

you don’t know where your friends went.

you don’t know how to dance but you give it a shot anyway.

you don’t know how your life managed to move twenty six miles forward and twenty eight miles back.

you don’t know how to pay your debts.

you don’t know how to separate from this partnership to escape and finally breathe.

you don’t know how come people run their goddamn knees into the ground anyway.

you don’t know how to measure the value of the twenty dollar bill clutched in your hurting hand.

you don’t know how you walked into this trap so obliviously.

you don’t know how to adjust the rearview mirror.

you don’t know how to mourn your dead brother.

you don’t know how to drive this car.

you don’t know the way to new york.

you don’t know the way to new york.

you don’t know the way to new york.

you don’t know the way to new york.

[(Anonymous)]

I... don't even know what to say to this.

Ew.

[a_potato]

Even putting aside the subject matter, this is just...bad. This is, like, something someone writes when they're 15 and think they're deep.

[(Anonymous)]

Lol reading this I have no idea what it has to do with the guy in question. But it hardly seems like fangirling or claiming he didn't do it conspiracy.

[(Anonymous)]

I dunno who these people are, but is legit laughter a correct response to this? Because this is hilarious.

[dethtoll]

https://youtu.be/YuOBzWF0Aws?t=2m4s

[(Anonymous)]

I couldn't even make it past six lines. It reads like a pretentious freshman assignment for creative writing 101.

[(Anonymous)]

What the fuck was she trying to say with this?

[(Anonymous)]

"I know this terrible thing just happened but WHAT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEEEEE?"

[(Anonymous)]

She's English too, isn't she? God, what a cunt.

[(Anonymous)]

No, she's actually from Massachusetts, not far from the Boston where the bombing occurred. That kinda makes it a tiny bit worse.

[(Anonymous)]

ahahaha I didn't know that. Makes the trainwreck even funnier, IMO. (Not in a good way. It was an obvious publicity stunt, and a successful one, at the expense of all the people who were injured/killed.)