Ashley Dupre—former Spitzer hooker (and oversharer) but not bad person overall (but bad singer)—had some serious things about love to get off her chest. So she took to the internet. Sigh.

Even if I can overcome my fears and find love again, is it possible for someone to fall in love with me? Usually you know someone for months, maybe years, before you tell them specific details about your personal life and your past; let alone your most intimate secrets. People usually earn trust first. I don't have that luxury anymore. You can read every secret I've ever had on Wikipedia. You just have to Google my name to learn about hardest things I've ever gone through. Some people say that it's refreshing to be freed of your secrets. Supposedly you're given a blank slate. Well, I've learned that's not the case. My past is my present. Those ghosts continue to haunt me. My mistakes will live with me for the rest of my life. I am going to be the one that has to explain to my children and my grandchildren "that" part of my life. This will have an effect on them and I know for me that is going to be the hardest part of all this. How long until people accept that who I am now is not who I was then? I can't change the past. You can't exactly have the internet expunged.

You're onto something here, Ashley. Namely: You can't find love on the internet. So get off the internet for a while. (Unless you want to come be our intern, in which case, email me.)

[Stiletto Suicide via AnimalNY]