Secrets

Following Sunday’s BlogSecret web log post, I retrieved five responses from my formspring.me inbox, all of which are displayed below.

Have joy.

I use my roommate's razor for more than just my face. 

I'm afraid I'll never allow myself to fall in love. 

I have multiple spots around the house that have, on more than one occasion, been on the receiving end of my laziness to get a tissue after a monster nose-picking session. I have a spot in the car for the unflickables, too. 

I sometimes wonder if my dad really loves me. 

I don't believe in anything.