Post by Alexandra Bishop on Mar 14, 2016 20:52:26 GMT
Original post: "Kiss on Highland Street - In winter of 2014, I was walking on Highland Street in Worcester, Massachusetts near WPI. A car stopped at the intersection and a young, white man jumped out of the car and kissed me. I've been looking for this guy ever since. I need someone with his ambition."
Madi, January 21, 2016
A wave of burnt orange sunlight flows through my room as this wasted day slips into another restless night. I've been in bed since the sun rose this morning, I just haven't been able to shake this forlorn feeling. It's like there's someone lying on top of me, telling me not to believe my desire to stand up and get dressed. I feel so heavy. I mean really, the least I could've done today is get dressed, but I didn't have the energy to move. The only things I've done are drift in and out of needless sleep and masturbate to the thought of you.
You, with your freckled skin, green eyes flecked with light, your tall frame curving with muscles. I don't know why you were drawn to me but I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. What I would give to know your name, to be able to find you and kiss you again. Knowing you would give me a reason to get up in the morning. But I don't know you, and I worry that I will never see you again.
It really fucking sucks because you were my first kiss, my only kiss. Our kiss was just what I dreamed a kiss should be: soft, warm, unexpected. I was just walking to get my laundry from Tech Cleaners and boom, there you were, pressing your soft lips against mine and, in an instant, you were gone again.
I've thought about you every night since, I've dreamed about finding you. It's our two year anniversary today and I feel like dying. If only I knew your name maybe I could find you. I have to find you. I've never felt as alive as you made me feel on this day, two years ago. You must've felt something for me, right? You must've seen me and immediately known I was the one, right? Why else would you pull over on the side of the road, jump out of your car and kiss me?
Look at me, writing in this journal as if it were you, as if these pages could hear me. Will I ever have someone to listen to me? I wonder if you are thinking about me too, right now, at this very moment. Writing my thoughts, the ones I want you to know, helps me feel less alone.
January 21, 2014 - Joseph's Text Messages
Joseph: Hey babe, Jake and I are still just driving around Worcester. We got into a game of truth or dare and I lost and Jake dared me to kiss the next ugly girl I see. He literally will never let me live this down if I pussy out, because this is a "game of honor". Would you dump me if I did this? It's not cheating if I ask for permission, right?
Kylie: Hahaha I mean, as long as she's ugly I guess it's fine, lol. You just have to come over later so her kiss isn't the last one on your lips wink emoticon deal?
Joseph: Hell yeah it's a deal wink emoticon
Joseph: Just did it...jumped out on Highland after spotting this chubby little goth girl... I legit just hopped out of the car, pecked her, and we sped away. She's prolly so freaked out haha
Kylie: Lol she'll probably never forget that.
Joseph: Damn I hope I can lol
Madi, January 21, 2016
A wave of burnt orange sunlight flows through my room as this wasted day slips into another restless night. I've been in bed since the sun rose this morning, I just haven't been able to shake this forlorn feeling. It's like there's someone lying on top of me, telling me not to believe my desire to stand up and get dressed. I feel so heavy. I mean really, the least I could've done today is get dressed, but I didn't have the energy to move. The only things I've done are drift in and out of needless sleep and masturbate to the thought of you.
You, with your freckled skin, green eyes flecked with light, your tall frame curving with muscles. I don't know why you were drawn to me but I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. What I would give to know your name, to be able to find you and kiss you again. Knowing you would give me a reason to get up in the morning. But I don't know you, and I worry that I will never see you again.
It really fucking sucks because you were my first kiss, my only kiss. Our kiss was just what I dreamed a kiss should be: soft, warm, unexpected. I was just walking to get my laundry from Tech Cleaners and boom, there you were, pressing your soft lips against mine and, in an instant, you were gone again.
I've thought about you every night since, I've dreamed about finding you. It's our two year anniversary today and I feel like dying. If only I knew your name maybe I could find you. I have to find you. I've never felt as alive as you made me feel on this day, two years ago. You must've felt something for me, right? You must've seen me and immediately known I was the one, right? Why else would you pull over on the side of the road, jump out of your car and kiss me?
Look at me, writing in this journal as if it were you, as if these pages could hear me. Will I ever have someone to listen to me? I wonder if you are thinking about me too, right now, at this very moment. Writing my thoughts, the ones I want you to know, helps me feel less alone.
January 21, 2014 - Joseph's Text Messages
Joseph: Hey babe, Jake and I are still just driving around Worcester. We got into a game of truth or dare and I lost and Jake dared me to kiss the next ugly girl I see. He literally will never let me live this down if I pussy out, because this is a "game of honor". Would you dump me if I did this? It's not cheating if I ask for permission, right?
Kylie: Hahaha I mean, as long as she's ugly I guess it's fine, lol. You just have to come over later so her kiss isn't the last one on your lips wink emoticon deal?
Joseph: Hell yeah it's a deal wink emoticon
Joseph: Just did it...jumped out on Highland after spotting this chubby little goth girl... I legit just hopped out of the car, pecked her, and we sped away. She's prolly so freaked out haha
Kylie: Lol she'll probably never forget that.
Joseph: Damn I hope I can lol