I Miss My Friends - Tumblr Posts
love to be/ in the arms of all i’m keeping here with me
i miss sharing food & holding hands & accidentally brushing arms with a stranger on the public bus & also i miss kissing & laying on the grass in the sun with my friends with our limbs all tangled like kittens in a cardboard box & i miss ordering a drink at the coffee shop & stuffing an extra dollar bill into the tip jar & i miss watching movies on my friends’ couches & libraries gosh i miss libraries & that old book smell & somebody else’s notes in the margins & basically i cannot wait for all this to be over & i will never take ANYTHING for granted ever again & i am so in love with the world and the interconnectedness of it all & everything feels so detached and solitary right now & when everything is back to normal i will be so happy
it's that time of night where like no one is awake or are busy bc it's daytime for them so I'm just sitting here bored waiting for them to wake up or come online so I can bother them with my ideas and nonsense 🧍♀️
lk thinking about oding rn . I'm so fucking upset and tired. And I have school in the morning. I have no idea who anyone is it's so fucking big I feel like such a loser in it I can't do this but I can't go back my old school because it doesn't fucking exist anymore. I can't do this I'm jumping off the 3rd story window of my 1 period but ong
Strange and beautiful how one afternoon with friends equals the desire to live for a million brilliant years
I get why sitcoms and stories end when the found family members move away due to life... all that joy and happiness just becomes a big hollow hole and longing while holding onto the memories and intimacy of being understood.
Hey everypony have to come to the secret blog idk how tumblr works or if anyone will see my void messages but i struggle a lot with my weight im scared of become 20 thats not 12 thats not 13 or 15 thats 20 im grown im an adult and i feel it i experience it and in scared of it i don't even want it but i have to and better yet i have to come to the conclusion ill forever be alone because i cant along with anyone
A charity shop porcelain doll who bears a surprising resemblance to my dear friend swan-prince. Minty, dear, how did you end up all the way over here?
oh my god i'm alive and
i am not well
i miss my friends so much and i saw them like 45 hours ago and some like 18 hours ago. how am i supposed to live like this 😕💔
IT HAS BEEN CENTURIES PERHAPS A MILLIENIUIA (like literally less than a week) IT HAS BEEN SGES SINCE I HAVE LAST SAW THEM ( at least one sends pictures of themselves) WILL I EVER HEAR FROM THEM AGAIN???? ( like everyday we all message eachother in the gc)
"Friends come and go, but their impact remains."
The legacies people leave behind in you.
My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.
I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.
I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.
I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.
I learned to love books because my father loved them first.
How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.
~Edit~
Yikes guys I didn’t expect this post to blow up.
I’m grateful it did though. Looking at all the comments and tags really takes a stab at my heart because it just shows how wired we are for connection. If life has any meaning, then it’s that.
This concept really sunk its teeth into me as it reassures the notion that no one is ever truly gone. Parts of them just change into you.
That teacher I talked about inspired me to become a teacher myself. This was my first year teaching. Here’s to a new generation of curved i’s.
Am I Weird For Doing This?
For a while, I tried to get over my extreme anxiety by going to a goth nightclub with my circle of best friends. First hour there, it's ALL good, I am dancing a little, the DJ rocks, and I can get a cup of water for free, as my meds prevent me from consuming more than just a tiny sip of alcohol. Second Hour, I'm a little tired so I am going to go sit for a few minutes then get back on the dance floor....
Closing time...I am awoken by one of my friends telling me it is time to leave. I kid you not, I FALL ASLEEP AT NIGHTCLUBS!!!!!!!
I know that sounds impossible, but it is true. But the loud music...doesn't stop it. But all the people...oddly enough it doesn't stop it either, and here is why...
My medicines at the time were EXTREMELY potent and ALL of them caused drowsiness. During the week, I would be dead to the world at around 8:00 p.m. I have gotten used to some of these now, and I have been taken off a few and given replacements. Either way, I can stay up a lot longer...but I no longer go to the club or really hang out with my friends much, as they all have jobs now.
I miss them...
it’s summer and i’m bored