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one of the few friends i had in high school and i lost touch over the years and i had this inexplicable urge to talk to her and express my gratitude for being my friend . it came out of nowhere since we hadn’t spoken in years... i tried everything and i even resorted to making a Craigslist post directed to her because i couldnt Ignore the instinct to speak with her? the post timed out and its been a couple months since that brief obsession. But tonight she fucking made a random account on Facebook and messaged me directly. she never saw the post and never received any of my old messages, it’s like we were simply on the same wavelength, picking up on the same frequency…I think that’s fucking cool. And I’ve missed this freak. so I’m pretty psyched. And I believe more and more everyday in the unseen and the unexplainable
May 1, 2024
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I got an IG follow and message last night from a girl I knew in MIDDLE school (12+ yrs ago).
I haven’t talked to or seen her since then, but she’d often pop up in my mind, the last time being just a few days ago. All I remember is that I used to enjoy talking to her.
the first thing she said in her message was that for some reason, she’d think about me often, and also, for no particular reason… we barely knew each other back then
So, we decided we’re gonna hang out soon - don’t know why, but it just feels right. 🔮
Feb 22, 2025
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so when i was 5 i moved to Canada, at the time, i didnt want to cause i had my friends here, in Spain. but eventually i made new friends in canada. for the first two years i lived in windsor. unfortunately i did not keep in touch with any of the friends i made there but i still keep some photos of them . then i moved to Toronto, i was there for a year so didnt really make any deep connections but i had a great time with the ppl i met, and just like that, i was back in Spain. i dont even remember saying goodbye to them.
fastforward years and years later, in spain i wasnt happy with my life and thought i didnt belong here, i belonged in canada so i started thinking of my time there and how much i missed it. i started thinking of those friends back there, id ask myself if they'd still remember me but immediatly answered myself: no, how could they i was there for just a year.
but then the pandemic happend, and out of boredom, i found the yearbook from that last year in Toronto. i looked for my class and there they were, all cute and all, my classmates. now i would be able to contact them on Instagram and see if they remember anything at all. and so i searched them up on ig with just their name and surname. thankfully i was able to find some of them but i didnt have the guts to actually ask them, cause what if i was making a fool of myself believing they'd remember me. however i wasnt gonna miss my chance and decided to dm 2 of them.
if you guess they responded and remembered me you guessed right cause they totally did! how was that possible! not one but 2! i really thought i was a ghost to them. and it turns out, after all those years we really hit it off, cause we chatted and kept updating abt our lives all through the quarantine.
anyways, now we follow eachother on every social media, talk now and then and keep in touch.
i really hope someday ill be able to actually meet them in person again.
at least now i know im remembered which has helped me a lot through many suprising encounters after this one.
May 25, 2024
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Yesterday, a friend I hadn't talked to in two years contacted me. I was so happy to hear from her and to hear that she was doing well. It made my day knowing that she thought of me randomly. Now i'm going to meet with her next week.
This is your sign to reach out to old friends again.
Mar 21, 2025
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May 5, 2024
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Like a dear friend . I miss how when I would smoke a cigarette it would settle into my hair , blanketing a preexisting layer of perfume. I love the way smoke seeps into the fabric of my car, my clothes, even into my skin. Smells like my parents, my grandparents. Our old house. Dads gold Lincoln towncar that we got shot at in. And last time I saw one of those, I was picking dad up from jail, and its license plate read TRULOVE.
Dec 14, 2024
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Loneliness prevails! I would much rather live purely in solitude for ever and ever than waste another precious second in the presence of someone who has little skin in the game of knowing me or seeing me. Hearing me! I wonder why you keep me around if all your hearts desire is to hear the sound of your own voice.
It makes no difference if it’s me or anyone for that matter.
For all you know or even care I am merely an ottoman for you to rest your feet on, or a coffee table meant simply to pedestal your various notebook scrawlings and half-read books. I am a file cabinet. I have it here, dated, what you Thought and what you felt about work, or about your friends. ask me, I have it all.
And I loved it. I loved knowing you. I wanted to. I investigated and interrogated. I poured over it all with great curiosity, praying for all my red threads to weave a tapestry of you.
but I can’t remember the last time you asked me something about myself. When the opportunity arises, and god forbid, I Take it, you can barely hold your breath. Its like a shark sensing blood. You just can’t wait to talk talk talk talk talk.
But hey, it’s your life, and baby, I’m just living in it.
Dec 10, 2024