Secrets Monday

[sharpestscalpel]

Fucking Monday goddamn shit-stained morning. Asshole.

That's damn well figurative language - mornings not having literal assholes.

I figure I seen it going around enough to post it my own fucking self today: Secrets Monday. When a bunch of motherfuckers too scared to put their names to things share their deepest and goddamn darkest.

Y'all know the rules. Comment anonymously and have the fuck at it. I'm feeling like a nosy bastard this morning, I tell you goddamn what.

In fact, y'all feel like putting a twist on it, give me your old secrets, your mean secrets, your shameful ones. Or, not. I don't fucking care.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Maybe letting go.

Don't know how, and I know I don't want to. I'm just so bad at this.

[(Anonymous)]

But if you let go of everything, you're left with nothing. And that doesn't feel good, I know. Sometimes, maybe you just have to pick the one thing you're finally going to fight for, and do everything you can to keep it together, no matter what it takes?

[(Anonymous)]

Sometimes it really IS time to let go. That doesn't mean you're left with nothing. It means you've made room for new things, no matter how painful it can be. Sometimes things just don't work out.