“Every now and again I lose myself. I get lost in my thoughts and I feel myself start to fall. I desperately try to find something or someone to hang on to before I collapse. It seems a simple spoken sentence or an open hand keeps me from losing who I am completely.”—Chris
“The pain seared through my fingers as every note became more difficult to play. The cold wind swept each strum of the guitar down the valley to no one. It would never reach the ears of another soul. The moment was ours, it belonged to us. Those few hours will never exist again.”—Chris
Im coming up to my 1 year anniversary of being a Tumblr user (just a few days after my birthday). That thought made me reflect why I started this whole thing in the first place.
The reality is nobody knows me. The closest people to me dont know how I think and what passes through my head. I never used to be this way. I used to never have these emotionally charged thoughts float through me. I continually think “This is not a thought a normal single guy has”.
I fell in love with a girl and it forever changed me. Now I cant seem to go back to the way it was, Ive unlocked something in myself I wish I had kept locked away until I met the right person.
I started using this to share a piece of my soul to whoever would take it. I felt I had something that had to be shared. My life feels a little more complete when I share myself, my time, the core of who I am with someone.
I hope to find someone to share all this with one day. Maybe when that day comes this account will be an archive of a life waiting to begin.