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You have black hair and a red bag, you work at urban outfitters.I've seen you a few times and always think about how pretty you are. J'aime ton sourire et ton style est vraiment bien. Just know that someone thinks youre absolutely beautiful.
Anonymous said... I don't want to use your name cause you have a boyfriend. You and your friend sat next to me in my introductory religions course at loyola in the winter semester. The last time we spoke you said we'd see each other this summer sometime (even though you no longer had plans on taking that summer school course, which I was going to take just to be able to see you). However, I've lost your email address and you haven't contacted me. I wonder sometimes why you haven't. Is it the boyfriend? If so I understand, but still I wish we could see each other. If you see this posting, well you know what to do....
GW said... Tamara J. you were on St-J blvd... please call me - learned from my very bad & regretable decision... 100% for you for as long as you want - forever, maybe? You were the best - think about you all the time. Miss you so much it hurts. I'm in Lasalle now.... Please call.... GW.
You wear pink sweat pants, lip ring you work at movieland every time I go to movieland and see you I cant help but think how cute you are. Each time I want to say something but there are people around.
Lisa......what happened to you??? Maybe im getting too far ahead of myself, I know you are busy and all, but you just disappeared. Did i do or say something that made you upset, or change your mind?? It seemed like we had so much in common and were both looking for the same things.
I really enjoyed talking to you, and was looking forward to meeting you sometime. My days went by so much faster, reading and sending you texts.
I hope everything is ok, last i talked to you, you werent feeling well. I hope you are doing well, and hope i havent talked to you for the last time.
If you just arent interested anymore, i would love for you to let me know, but im hopeing thats not the case!
You. So beautiful you made me crash my bike. about 9:45 this morning. You noticed and winced asked if I was ok. I will pass by same spot every day until I see you again. Hope and Crossing my fingers.
You got out of the car but left your phone so I got your number instead because my bus was coming. Guess what? Your broke ass didnt pay your phone bill, that shit was cut off. LOL Good try, though. You were madd cute, though. (((sigh))) I had brown hair and was wearing all black.
You work downtown Sheraton, mid/late 20's I would guess, in suit, at the front desk, with a pink shirt... I am 27, spikey dark hair, grey suit, black striped shirt, waited for the elevator with a woman in black for a ridiculously long time... we looked at each other most the time, the elevator never came... so I took the stairs... should have walked in and been bold, but I didn't... maybe you'll see this on here and next time...
Thank you for showing me how passionate I can feel about something, reminding me that I am a beautiful woman... and that I deserve to be happy. I have much to be grateful for, even in the loss of our friendship and my dreams of being together. I will always be grateful to you. I will always love you. This you know to be true.
This is for Tony, and thank you for the team hug. It's been over two years yet I still can't seem to get him out of my mind. I don't know why I care so much, but I do...Tears just come, often at unexpected moments just missing him. Chance of him reading this is so slim, but like you say, who knows.. so.. Hi Tony, I wanted to say yes, I should have said yes.. I still have the pearls you gave me...
I dont understand all of this...is it that hard to meet someone that we have to post things like this? If a guy liked a girl he would just talk to her. why is that so hard? why do guys just have to sit there and stare at a pretty girl yet not have enough guts to actually talk? It makes us feel confused and yes we do think about you thats why we check postings like this hoping that the guy that was starring at you will actually say something, but come on guys do we always have to check these postings?
You are the question that could be answered in a thousand ways yet never settled. You are every succulent fruit splayed and dripping with ripeness. You are the stop-motion bud in its maximal bloom, waxing with the spinning sun, scorching the eye, writhing in an aromatic pool of ecstasy.
Your calves are, your thighs are, those two curvilinearly sculpted, sun-soaked columns are the xylem and phloem of all wished-for, out-of-reach, never-attained dreams and desires.
Your terse, tense belly, and the vernal, verdant, incandescent warmer climes humid inches below, imperiously project their raw and domineering power, hidden and thus hyperbolized, like words without an image to constrain them.
Alas, to name and then to speak of your parts, to make their literal counterparts part ways with my lips, is in large part the problem. For far are you from me: we shall never meet, and we never met. The world and overgrowing time separate us, dismantling the split-second gold-wafer-thin interface we shared.
I: Seated. Head raised from book, brain racked by lust, hand stilled by rules.
It's Saturday afternoon and I'd love to be lounging in bed with you. I don't know what the future holds for us, but I'm so glad our paths crossed as they did.
On Wednesday the 14th you came into the Restaurant on Main and sat one seat away. I (dark curly hair) was at the bar reading but you DEFINITELY caught my eye. Beautiful sandy hair, stunning eyes behind a perfect set of dark frames and a red patterned ensemble. Unfortunately you came in with your date so I had to admire carefully. He was a lucky guy that evening. I wasn't about to say something then as I would consider that very rude if a date I was with was approached. Our eyes met twice but.... I will be there again if you want to meet or write me here as I'd love a chance to meet such a beautiful elegant woman. A.N.
I fucked up! I know that I fucked up. Ten years and I still miss you. I think that I miss you every day. I know that you so often pop up in my dreams. When I see you in my sleep, it all seems so real. THe sound of your voice, your scent, different sayings, the half smile, your laugh...you're right there with me. No time has gone by and we're fine. I wish it was so. I've never missed anyone like I've missed you, like I still miss you. I wish that I could take it all back and never pull so far away from you. It was fear, confusion, frustration, and stupidity. I'm sorry. I miss my friend. I don't feel whole without you. Please reach out to me.
This is the most bizarre strange blog link... just in case I am posting my lifelong crush here. I have a huge crush on Frankie ok so you happy now? This better work is all I'm sayin
I am looking for the only woman I have ever really loved. Her name is Maria Craig-Knott. Maria is married to a man named Robert and all I know about him is he works for Boeing. They may or may not be divorced now. I heard Maria had a son. Maria, if you get this, I want you to know I still think about you everyday. If you are married, I don't want to get any trouble started. I just want you to know I am happy, but not as happy as I would have been spending my life with you. I just would appreciate an email just to let me know how your life has been. I wish the best for you.
I'm writing this letter here, because I know you wont see it. I'll put down in print, all the things I wish I could say to you every time I see you, but know that I cannot (should not?).
I needed space, yes. Space to clear my head and consider us. I know I didn't say as much then, I'm sure I didn't know it when I asked you to leave, yet I asked you to. I know your heart must have broken into a million pieces, you were so vulnerable then. I have trouble with empathy, perhaps I have trouble deserving you for that reason. You put on your strong face while you left, you're a strong woman.
The truth is, I miss you every day. I can't stop thinking about you. I check my emails to see if you've written, I think of dumb reasons to talk to you, then never follow through. I sing sad songs on my guitar all night, and you know how much I can't sing, or play the guitar.
But I know that good intentions are like whispers in a storm. You've already made up your mind to move on without me and every moment that passes, any feeling you've ever had for me fades into the past like so many forgotten memories.
I'm reaping what I sow, this much I know is true. I neglected you, in pursuit of success, but without you, my success is worthless. I am the poorest rich man I know. Our love was the untended garden, overtaken with weeds. I do not have a green thumb and I do not know how to love you. For this reason alone, I will never call on you again. I won't ask you to be more than my friend no matter how badly I want it. Because I love you enough to know that you deserve better than me. Letting you go was my biggest mistake, you made me a better man that I was.
no, I felt it...; I thought you'd kiss me, but instead you just went to flick stuff of my shoulder and then thought better of it. did you just want to touch me? you could have, I would have liked it. maybe craved it, like I'm maybe doing for you at present. you should grab me a cold one, buster. why won't you? is it her? what's stopping you? we could be better.
Come over, come get me. knock knock... but get rid of the obstacles locking the way first.
So we are friends, right? Why is it we spontaneously combust around each other in the late night and then the next day pass it off as trivial? I do want you. We can't use the "ruining our friendship" lines anymore because if we have managed to stay friends through the past few months we can make it through anything. H. you are the one and someday soon I hope I will get the nerve to say it in person.
You were in my physics class last year, I couldn't stop looknig at you, finally as class ended and we all started exiting I tripped down the stairs, right in front of you! I was very embarassed and later meant to use the event to talk to you but too long has passed, do you remember?
So how is it that we are supposed to even meet if all you do is avoid my gaze? I see you every day same table, hunched over studying studying studyng as if there was no other anything in the whole universe how could this be? Do you ever look up and see? Brown loafers, Psycho books loads of notes, iBook...
I can't found you again you leave the building i know you name is fabiola chatu ramirez i would like to know where are you the last time i see you you are wearing a blue jacket jeans and go very quickly walking and crying where are in this big city Fabiola anybody see her
HEY Lindsay how was the iced tea I really regret not asking you for your phone number,you are so friendly and cute...things we talked about McGill, sushi,food, USA, driving,restaurants,etc..couldn`t stop looking at your beautiful face...oh ya the bus 55- 21:36 oh no 21:37 lol...I was so lucky to have met you last night ...I want to know more about you, sweet american lady.. we waved good-bye ...I regret as well not giving you my cell number ,if you read this which I hope you would or may be your sister would she is the one who gives you the bus schedules by phone..lol... email me as soon as you can NORMAN .....still adoring your sweet smile,.
I met you at a bar last summer during sweeps week (when the soldiers come to town) Your name was Gabriel you were originally from Paris, you were an actor. We talked about a job I was interviewing for, and you walked me and my roommate halfway home. I think you lived in Queens, you were very attractive, hope you read this thing. I think it was around May of Last year at a bar on Amsterdam.
.....I just miss you so much that it hurts........it hurts... why do I keep doing this??.....why???......I know it's over...It's been over for years now....but you're around like a ghost!!!and I wish you would go away!!!I know you're happy...why are you still here!!!???so close to my heart? I wish I can be the person I was before you came into my life....you changed me and nothing feels the same!!! ....I mean what else there is to know....
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You have black hair and a red bag, you work at urban outfitters.I've seen you a few times and always think about how pretty you are.
J'aime ton sourire et ton style est vraiment bien.
Just know that someone thinks youre absolutely beautiful.
13/6/06 10:01 AM
Anonymous said...
I don't want to use your name cause you have a boyfriend. You and your friend sat next to me in my introductory religions course at loyola in the winter semester. The last time we spoke you said we'd see each other this summer sometime (even though you no longer had plans on taking that summer school course, which I was going to take just to be able to see you). However, I've lost your email address and you haven't contacted me. I wonder sometimes why you haven't. Is it the boyfriend? If so I understand, but still I wish we could see each other. If you see this posting, well you know what to do....
13/6/06 10:07 AM
GW said...
Tamara J. you were on St-J blvd... please call me - learned from my very bad & regretable decision... 100% for you for as long as you want - forever, maybe? You were the best - think about you all the time. Miss you so much it hurts. I'm in Lasalle now.... Please call.... GW.
13/6/06 10:09 AM
You wear pink sweat pants, lip ring you work at movieland every time I go to movieland and see you I cant help but think how cute you are. Each time I want to say something but there are people around.
13/6/06 10:13 AM
Lisa......what happened to you??? Maybe im getting too far ahead of myself, I know you are busy and all, but you just disappeared. Did i do or say something that made you upset, or change your mind?? It seemed like we had so much in common and were both looking for the same things.
I really enjoyed talking to you, and was looking forward to meeting you sometime. My days went by so much faster, reading and sending you texts.
I hope everything is ok, last i talked to you, you werent feeling well. I hope you are doing well, and hope i havent talked to you for the last time.
If you just arent interested anymore, i would love for you to let me know, but im hopeing thats not the case!
Please let me know
13/6/06 10:21 AM
You. So beautiful you made me crash my bike. about 9:45 this morning. You noticed and winced asked if I was ok. I will pass by same spot every day until I see you again. Hope and Crossing my fingers.
13/6/06 6:57 PM
You got out of the car but left your phone so I got your number instead because my bus was coming. Guess what? Your broke ass didnt pay your phone bill, that shit was cut off. LOL Good try, though. You were madd cute, though. (((sigh))) I had brown hair and was wearing all black.
14/6/06 9:25 PM
You work downtown Sheraton, mid/late 20's I would guess, in suit, at the front desk, with a pink shirt... I am 27, spikey dark hair, grey suit, black striped shirt, waited for the elevator with a woman in black for a ridiculously long time... we looked at each other most the time, the elevator never came... so I took the stairs... should have walked in and been bold, but I didn't... maybe you'll see this on here and next time...
15/6/06 4:13 AM
Thank you for showing me how passionate I can feel about something, reminding me that I am a beautiful woman... and that I deserve to be happy. I have much to be grateful for, even in the loss of our friendship and my dreams of being together. I will always be grateful to you. I will always love you. This you know to be true.
16/6/06 10:39 AM
This is for Tony, and thank you for the team hug. It's been over two years yet I still can't seem to get him out of my mind. I don't know why I care so much, but I do...Tears just come, often at unexpected moments just missing him. Chance of him reading this is so slim, but like you say, who knows.. so.. Hi Tony, I wanted to say yes, I should have said yes.. I still have the pearls you gave me...
16/6/06 10:45 AM
I dont understand all of this...is it that hard to meet someone that we have to post things like this? If a guy liked a girl he would just talk to her. why is that so hard? why do guys just have to sit there and stare at a pretty girl yet not have enough guts to actually talk? It makes us feel confused and yes we do think about you thats why we check postings like this hoping that the guy that was starring at you will actually say something, but come on guys do we always have to check these postings?
17/6/06 3:22 AM
Starbucks. June 16. 4:30 p.m.
You: All life’s glory, all nature’s splendor.
You are the question that could be answered in a thousand ways yet never settled. You are every succulent fruit splayed and dripping with ripeness. You are the stop-motion bud in its maximal bloom, waxing with the spinning sun, scorching the eye, writhing in an aromatic pool of ecstasy.
Your calves are, your thighs are, those two curvilinearly sculpted, sun-soaked columns are the xylem and phloem of all wished-for, out-of-reach, never-attained dreams and desires.
Your terse, tense belly, and the vernal, verdant, incandescent warmer climes humid inches below, imperiously project their raw and domineering power, hidden and thus hyperbolized, like words without an image to constrain them.
Alas, to name and then to speak of your parts, to make their literal counterparts part ways with my lips, is in large part the problem. For far are you from me: we shall never meet, and we never met. The world and overgrowing time separate us, dismantling the split-second gold-wafer-thin interface we shared.
I: Seated. Head raised from book, brain racked by lust, hand stilled by rules.
17/6/06 3:26 AM
It's Saturday afternoon and I'd love to be lounging in bed with you. I don't know what the future holds for us, but I'm so glad our paths crossed as they did.
On Wednesday the 14th you came into the Restaurant on Main and sat one seat away. I (dark curly hair) was at the bar reading but you DEFINITELY caught my eye. Beautiful sandy hair, stunning eyes behind a perfect set of dark frames and a red patterned ensemble.
Unfortunately you came in with your date so I had to admire carefully. He was a lucky guy that evening. I wasn't about to say something then as I would consider that very rude if a date I was with was approached. Our eyes met twice but....
I will be there again if you want to meet or write me here as I'd love a chance to meet such a beautiful elegant woman. A.N.
I fucked up! I know that I fucked up. Ten years and I still miss you. I think that I miss you every day. I know that you so often pop up in my dreams. When I see you in my sleep, it all seems so real. THe sound of your voice, your scent, different sayings, the half smile, your laugh...you're right there with me. No time has gone by and we're fine. I wish it was so. I've never missed anyone like I've missed you, like I still miss you. I wish that I could take it all back and never pull so far away from you. It was fear, confusion, frustration, and stupidity. I'm sorry. I miss my friend. I don't feel whole without you. Please reach out to me.
This is the most bizarre strange blog link... just in case I am posting my lifelong crush here. I have a huge crush on Frankie ok so you happy now? This better work is all I'm sayin
I am looking for the only woman I have ever really loved. Her name is Maria Craig-Knott. Maria is married to a man named Robert and all I know about him is he works for Boeing. They may or may not be divorced now. I heard Maria had a son.
Maria, if you get this, I want you to know I still think about you everyday. If you are married, I don't want to get any trouble started. I just want you to know I am happy, but not as happy as I would have been spending my life with you. I just would appreciate an email just to let me know how your life has been. I wish the best for you.
Feeling intense waves this week, especially today. I miss you Red. I miss the poetry we generated.
Another full moon has come and gone as well – glad it was cloudy here and obscured – and 53 days since I saw the kindest eyes that I’ve ever seen.
Hope your work is progressing.
Again, sending the most beautiful, heart-felt waves your way.
To You,
I'm writing this letter here, because I know you wont see it. I'll put down in print, all the things I wish I could say to you every time I see you, but know that I cannot (should not?).
I needed space, yes. Space to clear my head and consider us. I know I didn't say as much then, I'm sure I didn't know it when I asked you to leave, yet I asked you to. I know your heart must have broken into a million pieces, you were so vulnerable then. I have trouble with empathy, perhaps I have trouble deserving you for that reason. You put on your strong face while you left, you're a strong woman.
The truth is, I miss you every day. I can't stop thinking about you. I check my emails to see if you've written, I think of dumb reasons to talk to you, then never follow through. I sing sad songs on my guitar all night, and you know how much I can't sing, or play the guitar.
But I know that good intentions are like whispers in a storm. You've already made up your mind to move on without me and every moment that passes, any feeling you've ever had for me fades into the past like so many forgotten memories.
I'm reaping what I sow, this much I know is true. I neglected you, in pursuit of success, but without you, my success is worthless. I am the poorest rich man I know. Our love was the untended garden, overtaken with weeds. I do not have a green thumb and I do not know how to love you. For this reason alone, I will never call on you again. I won't ask you to be more than my friend no matter how badly I want it. Because I love you enough to know that you deserve better than me. Letting you go was my biggest mistake, you made me a better man that I was.
-Missing You
no, I felt it...; I thought you'd kiss me, but instead you just went to flick stuff of my shoulder and then thought better of it. did you just want to touch me? you could have, I would have liked it. maybe craved it, like I'm maybe doing for you at present. you should grab me a cold one, buster.
why won't you? is it her? what's stopping you? we could be better.
Come over, come get me. knock knock... but get rid of the obstacles locking the way first.
So we are friends, right? Why is it we spontaneously combust around each other in the late night and then the next day pass it off as trivial? I do want you. We can't use the "ruining our friendship" lines anymore because if we have managed to stay friends through the past few months we can make it through anything. H. you are the one and someday soon I hope I will get the nerve to say it in person.
You were in my physics class last year, I couldn't stop looknig at you, finally as class ended and we all started exiting I tripped down the stairs, right in front of you! I was very embarassed and later meant to use the event to talk to you but too long has passed, do you remember?
So how is it that we are supposed to even meet if all you do is avoid my gaze? I see you every day same table, hunched over studying studying studyng as if there was no other anything in the whole universe how could this be? Do you ever look up and see? Brown loafers, Psycho books loads of notes, iBook...
I can't found you again you leave the building i know you name is fabiola chatu ramirez i would like to know where are you the last time i see you you are wearing a blue jacket jeans and go very quickly walking and crying where are in this big city Fabiola anybody see her
HEY Lindsay how was the iced tea I really regret not asking you for your phone number,you are so friendly and cute...things we talked about McGill, sushi,food, USA, driving,restaurants,etc..couldn`t stop looking at your beautiful face...oh ya the bus 55- 21:36 oh no 21:37 lol...I was so lucky to have met you last night ...I want to know more about you, sweet american lady.. we waved good-bye ...I regret as well not giving you my cell number ,if you read this which I hope you would or may be your sister would she is the one who gives you the bus schedules by phone..lol... email me as soon as you can
NORMAN .....still adoring your sweet smile,.
I met you at a bar last summer during sweeps week (when the soldiers come to town)
Your name was Gabriel you were originally from Paris, you were an actor. We talked about a job I was interviewing for, and you walked me and my roommate halfway home. I think you lived in Queens, you were very attractive, hope you read this thing. I think it was around May of Last year at a bar on Amsterdam.
John A.,
I'm watching Dr. Katz and thinking of you.
Love always,
Heather
.....I just miss you so much that it hurts........it hurts...
why do I keep doing this??.....why???......I know it's over...It's been over for years now....but you're around like a ghost!!!and I wish you would go away!!!I know you're happy...why are you still here!!!???so close to my heart? I wish I can be the person I was before you came into my life....you changed me and nothing feels the same!!!
....I mean what else there is to know....
Hi there if you are looking a fabiola chatu ramirez i know where is she i got her phone if you want
I like about u
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