domingo, 27 de septiembre de 2009


.Ayer fue lo de Abbey Road. Quiero que todos nos veamos todos los fines de semana y escuchemos discos.
.Luego de hablar con x cantidad de amigos (o sus alter egos) acerca de secretos de Post-Secret, recopilé estos secretos que bien podrían enviarse a Post-Secret: a) Todos los secretos son reales; b) Hay unos cuantos míos :)

"One day I went to the beach at night to experience a random sexual encounter with a stranger. It was successful"

"I had sex with a friend some time ago and wish that we could do it again just because that first time wasn't that good. He now has a boyfriend and it's too late"

"We broke up three years ago and I still sleep on your pillow"

"I am sorry I had to block you. I felt ill after talking to you last time"

"I am still in love with my ex friend's ex boyfriend"

"I have to confess that my ego grows when I see younger girls dressing like I do, and even more so, when I see them wearing something I previously owned (then I stop wearing it)".

"Sometimes I fantasize about coworkers' secret lives"

"Sometimes I feel that I am still in love with my ex boyfriend while knowing that we will never be together like that ever again"

"In 6th grade, I shit on myself and told everyone that I fell in contaminated water"

"I sent somebody's picture to uglypeople.com"

"Sometimes I fantasize with the death of my father and getting his insurance money afterwards"

"I had sex with a friend some time ago and wish that we could do it again just because that first time wasn't that good. He now has a boyfriend and it's too late"

"You are the only person that has grabbed my neck while having sex. I liked it a lot"

"I like to have violent sex but no one who've I been with likes it that way"

"Sometimes I fantasize that you keep a secret online blog about our movie like-nonexistent love"



-Gracias, Willi, por haberme enseñado esto.

9 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

Me quiero morir bailando con Frau Troffea. A ella la deben hacer una mujer ilustre...
¿la que murió bailando? Sí, ella misma..

LR dijo...

.Qué fuerte, verdad?! Imagínate si eso pasa aquí, en la Milla de Oro? Caos! Mira... Villa Traición sin falta mañana. Debemos reunirnos para el intercambio musical.

lola pistola. dijo...

lorraine los tuyos son los del sexo violento...

LR dijo...

.Sabes? Yo pensé: "Alguien va a decir que el de 'In 6th grade, I shit on myself' o el del sexo violento... son míos... alguien dirá eso"... jajaja! Esos dos están tan buenos.

lola pistola. dijo...

hehehe. son los más obvios. los demás son personales. hay sufrimiento envuelto. yo no me meto con eso. tener secretos es bueno :)

LR dijo...

.No diré nada, pero te voy a dar el hint de que esos dos que mencioné son de la misma persona. No son míos. Este es mío: "Sometimes I fantasize about coworkers' secret lives", FIN!

Anónimo dijo...

yo sabia el de los coworkers, creo que el blog platonico del amor platonico tambien es tuyo.

(repetiste el secreto del nene que se volvio pato y ya no uno no puede acostarse con el.)

LR dijo...

.Lydivette, calla. JAJAJA!

Anónimo dijo...

:)