<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post4292400818878003797..comments</id><updated>2007-09-20T20:57:36.069+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Textsecrets: Post 12b</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4292400818878003797/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html'/><author><name>Rick O'Shea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08302772893717557015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4471589698035596028</id><published>2007-09-06T23:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T23:45:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have so many secrets I think I'm going crazy</title><content type='html'>I have so many secrets I think I'm going crazy</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/4471589698035596028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/4471589698035596028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189118700000#c4471589698035596028' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-9127666863099699453</id><published>2007-09-06T18:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:58:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>no one knows about us, but we have been sleeping t...</title><content type='html'>no one knows about us, but we have been sleeping together for 2 years and i'm probably one of the many he is sleeping with..&lt;BR/&gt;Now she is back, and I'm soo jealous even thought I know I'm a better person than she is, but when he sleeps with her at least he tells ppl.. &lt;BR/&gt;I wish he was the person he used to be, i miss that guy...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/9127666863099699453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/9127666863099699453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189101480000#c9127666863099699453' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-2106784906534748609</id><published>2007-09-06T09:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T09:27:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my boy dumped me over two months ago, i still thin...</title><content type='html'>my boy dumped me over two months ago, i still think about him every day, life is not worth living, I make up excuses to text him, and the worst thing is he txts back all the time, I know he wants to be withme, but hes too stubborn &amp; its ruining my life..</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/2106784906534748609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/2106784906534748609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189067220000#c2106784906534748609' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-8861540810114449528</id><published>2007-09-05T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:11:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to go be nice to my boyfriend's best friend...</title><content type='html'>I have to go be nice to my boyfriend's best friend's wife even though I hate her guts for what she did to my boyfriend last year. Am meeting her for the 1st time, think they're hoping we'll be friends.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/8861540810114449528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/8861540810114449528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189030260000#c8861540810114449528' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-62653673302427525</id><published>2007-09-05T23:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:09:00.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to work in my local shop when I was a teena...</title><content type='html'>I used to work in my local shop when I was a teenager and I stole from them every week.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/62653673302427525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/62653673302427525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189030140001#c62653673302427525' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-6860905400121594342</id><published>2007-09-05T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:09:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My boyfriend's ex died in a horrible accident 2 ye...</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend's ex died in a horrible accident 2 years ago. He loved her very much and I'm worried he's only with me because he can't be with her and can't face going out to meet someone and start over again. I've known him all my life and we were together for a while in school. It's now 15 years later and I still love him but have never heard him say it back to me once. Am I being foolish? Yes. Do I care? Yes. Can I stop? Don't think I can or ever will.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/6860905400121594342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/6860905400121594342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189030140000#c6860905400121594342' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-5552819907591860861</id><published>2007-09-05T23:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:03:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the 10 years my partner and i have been togethe...</title><content type='html'>In the 10 years my partner and i have been together, I've only come once. I tell him I come everytime, sometimes more than once because he feels bad if I don't and sometimes I just want the sex to be over. I love him to bits though and can't imagine life without him in it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/5552819907591860861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/5552819907591860861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189029780000#c5552819907591860861' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-5340503179446826943</id><published>2007-09-05T23:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:01:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've told everyone I used my SSIA to pay off my ca...</title><content type='html'>I've told everyone I used my SSIA to pay off my car loan. I actually used it to clear my credit card and I've run up nearly a grand on it already since then. My boyfriend and I are going away for the weekend soon and I can't afford it unless I use the card again. I'm in a vicious circle and I don't know how to get out.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/5340503179446826943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/5340503179446826943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189029660000#c5340503179446826943' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-5435578062593489332</id><published>2007-09-05T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:56:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate that he doesn't care enough to say sorry.</title><content type='html'>I hate that he doesn't care enough to say sorry.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/5435578062593489332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/5435578062593489332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189029360000#c5435578062593489332' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' 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something. i just hate myself!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/3294410862447616263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/3294410862447616263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189008600000#c3294410862447616263' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-2585891759715071991</id><published>2007-09-05T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:01:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going out of my mind in my job I don't want to...</title><content type='html'>I'm going out of my mind in my job I don't want to get up in the mornings any more i hate it so much.I want to become an artist but dont have time or energy at night when i get home from work to work on anything, i have to keep working to pay the bills, but all i do during the day is watch the clock and count down the hours.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/2585891759715071991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/2585891759715071991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189008060000#c2585891759715071991' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-1577669738217358099</id><published>2007-09-05T16:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:49:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>He wants us to have an affair hes my husbands frie...</title><content type='html'>He wants us to have an affair hes my husbands friend............im thinking about it!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/1577669738217358099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/1577669738217358099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1189007340000#c1577669738217358099' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-6768289934876934235</id><published>2007-09-05T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:49:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I feel like such a failure</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like such a failure</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/6768289934876934235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/6768289934876934235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1188992940000#c6768289934876934235' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' 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Its pontless &amp; its destroying me</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/1702815226375610681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/1702815226375610681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1188986700000#c1702815226375610681' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-2155089399529894906</id><published>2007-09-05T10:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:09:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm engaged at 20 and scared shitless that I'm goi...</title><content type='html'>I'm engaged at 20 and scared shitless that I'm goin 2 die and nvr have lived my life!!! Years ago i dreamt of goin 2 america 2 work.. Aint gonna happen now is it!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/2155089399529894906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/2155089399529894906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1188983340000#c2155089399529894906' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-1698301707090612650</id><published>2007-09-05T09:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:32:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant stop thinking about him and he is my best f...</title><content type='html'>I cant stop thinking about him and he is my best friends husband</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/1698301707090612650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/1698301707090612650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1188981120000#c1698301707090612650' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-8820246906209235779</id><published>2007-09-05T00:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:56:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't tell anyone that I'm bi.. and I can't tell...</title><content type='html'>I can't tell anyone that I'm bi.. and I can't tell anyone that I'm having a casual relationship with a guy whose step-brother murdered my aunt, or that I met him on the day of her anniversary.... I can't tell my ex-boyfriend that I'll never stop loving him... or that I really want to be with the guy I cheated on him with.. I can't stop thinking about either of them.. and I can't be with either... I can't stop crying myself to sleep..</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/8820246906209235779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/8820246906209235779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1188950160000#c8820246906209235779' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-3886747288643583838</id><published>2007-09-05T00:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:44:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Had my chance with her 2 years ago,too bloody naiv...</title><content type='html'>Had my chance with her 2 years ago,too bloody naive too realise then and have finally realised now how much of an idiot I was and the oopportunity I lost out on! The Connection was made but the confidence lacked!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/3886747288643583838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/4292400818878003797/comments/default/3886747288643583838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html?showComment=1188949440000#c3886747288643583838' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://textsecrets.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-12b.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-846116378123868912.post-4292400818878003797' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/846116378123868912/posts/default/4292400818878003797' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>