things I don't know; part two

read, or hear, about death without thinking about all the ones I used to know.

my scerets; part one

PostSecret is this wonderful thing were people share their secrets anonymously. I will some of my secrets with you.

My first secret is this: I always wish I was in the USA, because they have just a couple of more hours left of the day. Then I realise that makes no sense

holy crap, there is something called a future.

that is the picture of one of the campuses of the school I want to go to. University of Toronto, Canada. My second sister is starting to really decide what she wants to do with her life. I know nothing really.