| | Thank you -- Message flagged. | | | 15916 | | im watching romancing the stone | | | | | 15915 | | Slips happen fast. Or more like all of a sudden. All of a sudden I slip and I move super quick to get it done, to get there, to you before I can stop myself. I rush to it. Anyway, turns out, for us, you're really close right now. Cemetery sideroad. | | | | | 15914 | | a slip today. a quick peek. but then i quickly retreated. no trespassing. | | | | | 15913 | | it is getting easier. i haven't looked in. but i come here just to post. it gets it out. last night i had a dream and it was wild. i told someone about how we met. the asian art museum. an inch an hour. two feet a day. | | | | | 15912 | | just a little post to take some pressure off. Just letting go is hard.
You loaded up your gear so well
You can pack so tight
But I can still hear your tambourine
Demeaning you through the night
I don't want to sound defeatist
But we're the completest | | | | | 15911 | | i deleted my social media stuff ... i was using it to keep connected to you and you don't want that and i guess i finally realized that this isn't healthy. I'll love you forever SJB, sometimes the ending doesn't line up with the start and that can be ok and in this case it will have to be. | | | | | 15910 | | mon loup. | | | | | 15909 | | i replayed this silly video of you saying my first name over and over ... your first crush, it was nice to hear you say it. had to check in, just to take a little stress off. i've been doing better - at moving on, as you told me to do. | | | | | 15908 | | Its now the end of October 21 and I had to do some looking in the last few days. I miss you SJB, and I'm wounded that you don't share these feelings. I understand, it just hurts. I sometimes think that you think that I think (yes, I just did that, in print) you were a disposable person in my life. Hardly. All these years later I long to be in touch. | | | | | 15907 | | Well ... its not mid september 2021 and i did not too bad not thinking about you for a while - well i thought about you but i didn't creep you. I wonder if anyone even knows I write this and what they might think? Do they think that my longing is sweet and endearing because ( i hope) its obvious that i am harmless and not wanting to cause you trouble or concern or do they think i'm a psycho about to break loose. I assure you, not a psycho about to break loose. I broke your heart, and my own i guess, and the very last thing i want to do is cause you any kind of misery. It took a lot, but i found you and i love seeing you and hearing your voice. thats all. i miss you sjb. you said to me in one of your very last emails, 'i don't understand what you want.' i don't even know if i knew then, but I know now. I want you to know that i do now, and did then, care. you were never sport, some girl ... i think i'd like you to know that now 9 years later, i long for you, and wish we were friends. i wish i could participate in your life. post comments. make you laugh. let you know ... i told you i'd never love you. i told you that to protect myself and you. don't love me, it's pointless. well ... you were able to kick me to the curb, and i'm in love with you and it's been 9 years of unrequited love. maybe one day you'll know and maybe one day knowing will make you feel better. great bunny mask. | | |
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