Sunday is Postsecret day for me.
I get up, I make coffee, I read the newspaper and i open up Postsecret to see what's been sent in this week.
Sometimes it makes me cry.
Sometimes it makes me laugh.
Sometimes it makes me feel like someone has been watching my life and making postcards of the events to send in.
This one hit at least 2 catagories
I get up, I make coffee, I read the newspaper and i open up Postsecret to see what's been sent in this week.
Sometimes it makes me cry.
Sometimes it makes me laugh.
Sometimes it makes me feel like someone has been watching my life and making postcards of the events to send in.
This one hit at least 2 catagories
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