Last night, I saw you at a bar in Tigerland in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Not you actually, but a girl dancing in a denim dress and scrunchie that had your exact face, facial features, and hair. From the moment I saw, it completely jarred me. I couldn’t stop staring at her and watching her smile with her friends. Waves of memories and thoughts were flooding into my head the rest of the night and that evening, you were the main variable of my dreams. Half of me was tempted to approach her and explain the significance she was reminding me of, but the other half waited too long and she eventually left before I realized she had exited. I still miss you. Every single day. It’s completely fucked how creepy I feel having these thoughts when we are completely removed from each other’s lives, and I don’t really know the move on process procedure for this. I’m in another relationship presently, you may be too. But why do I still feel this way about you? Why do I feel uncertain about plenty of other things in life but not about you? Even though I don’t even know how or who you are anymore, only a previous version that once existed in my universe; I still have no doubts that you’re the same as you were. I wish we could at least have a closure conversation.
Written from the front seat of a bus traveling through the states in the middle of a rainstorm. 5:19pm CST
I’ve been tossing and turning in bed for the last 2 hours. I have weird dreams about you, me wondering what you’re doing, what you’re up to, how your life is progressing. We have now transcended to the roles of complete strangers; passerby’s in the streets (metaphorically). I think about the wrong and bad in my life, from now, from years ago, and you were never in that camp. The immense guilt and sadness coupled together gives me splitting headaches whenever I dwell too long on the longing. Then, you were my girl. And I, your guy. Now, we are strangers.
Visit the Great Pyramids
Visit & view the Northern Lights
Visit Africa
Visit the catacombs
Share a kiss on top of the Eiffel Tower
Learn guitar/ bass guitar
Learn how to sail
Quit a job without thinking
Move to a new city
Move to/Live in Maine for a period of time
Work through Willis
Donate a majority of my closet to the less fortunate
Get love back or get total closure with her
Get my master’s
Get lasik
Cover each other in paint and have sex on a white sheet, then hang up/stretch on a frame
Paint a large canvas freehand
Visit the Ukraine
Visit Russia
Attend Oktoberfest
Visit every state in the US & photograph myself doing an activity
I've felt so lost for so long, and you seem like my anchor. My body is aching from loneliness and regret. Am I done feeling happiness in this life? It's a sad trick to ponder
I keep having dreams where we run into each other. I don't know if it's a cognitive response to something deeper or a premonition, but I miss you. I feel weird going on dates and being myself because I'm so fucking weird imo
I had 2 deja-vu realizations at work today, both in meetings that i had dreamt about months ago. This sounds stupid but I'm a firm believer in expanded cognition during R.E.M. cycles to see beyond. I also had a story with a coworker today about how she and her boyfriend hadn't worked in an earlier life, but reconnected when they were both ready and it made me think about you. I'm still not over you, and I don't know if I ever will be. I have a date on Friday and I don't know how I feel about it
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