from the deactivated kureiji
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Es gibt halt Menschen, denen es egal ist wie es dir geht..
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My mind is a museum
Of all the people you used to be
Waiting behind glass
For the day you come back
- Just Little Bits of Poetry
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I lost a really good friend today to deactivation. My very first one actually here on Tumblr. Was a real and meaningful person that I felt was a mentor and someone that I could bounce ideas off of objectively and always gave sound advice. I hope our paths cross again soon! Be well, my friend!!! Until next time........
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i wonder where you are
what street makes you happy
what pavement greets your tired feet
and still leaves you smiling
makes you think of us
i hope your journey is blessed
and sadness has taken flight
that someday we'll meet again
and laugh at how we used to be
📷 SH-Pexels
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I lost contact with a friend I had in college... She was a huge Manhattan Project buff and at that point the film was just being mentioned and hinted at, and she was super excited. I confess I didn't know too much beyond historical overview then. She was studying radiology with Ernest Lawrence in mind. She was an epic, kind person, made me the best pink lemonade cupcake for my birthday and we hung out after psych classes. We had a discussion we disagreed on towards the end of the semester, I was young and ignorant and my world views were still pulling away from a sheltered conservative family, religious and other views changing vastly in the middle of other life upheavals. I've broken away mostly, and continue to learn. What we talked about... She was right, I was... Wildly wrong. We didn't really fall out or anything, we just lost contact. I want to try sticking this in the tags with just the bare minimum, enough she would know who I am if she saw it. I remember she wanted to go and see the film together when it came out. Obviously that did not happen, but B, if by fate you see this, I've seen it, and I'd love to reconnect and talk. You knew I couldn't put two and two together without a Hedgehog. Miss you all.
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Sometimes I wonder what happened to the people that stopped talking to me. Not that we stopped being friends cause we had a fight or something, some people just vanished without saying goodbye and I wonder about them..
I don't blame them as I am very bad at keeping conversations, even though I do try. I know many people don't understand me and often think I am ignoring them, it had led to some just walking away from me. And honestly if that is better forthem I am happy.
I would just like to think they are doing wonderfully and thriving.
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i think one of the tragedies of losing a friendship and the reason why it hurts so much is you really feel how a part of you dies. like the little inside jokes, the way you communicate (sometimes not even verbally), all the stories you've shared and lived, all the things you know from that person. what they care about, the new song they have just discovered that they send you, the little calamities of the day to day life or simply how was their day. all of that just ceases to exist. vanishes. you will definitely meet other people and connect with other friends but not in the same way you used to do with that one you keep in deep in your heart and mind.
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Is it wrong, that I still call you my best friend when I tell people year-old stories?
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Jordanna Kalman, from the series Invisible
her website
via here – thank you, vincekris and the censored gerifalte
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grieving over the subtle death of a friendship
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I'm haunted by the ghosts of people who haven't died yet.
I feel her hands on my skin as I brew herbal tea,
I only drank coffee before her.
His breath dances across the back of my neck when I watch a new movie, I hear his opinions louder than my own.
I hear their voices in my head with every step I take,
No matter where I look I can still see their faces.
And I simply can't avoid the pain that comes from grieving a life together cut short.
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Lord Cowboy
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I don’t think I’ll ever find what we had again
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