But for what? In our moments of candor, we say these things we mean, but would never otherwise vocalize because we live behind these stuffy filters, for fear of rejection, for fear of a reaction, for fear of making the other person uneasy, or maybe they'll think we're completely weird.
Someone once told me, when you say something, and you mean it, don't take it back just because you're utterly mortified hours later.
My filter's never been too good, and I kind of like it that way.
Anyway, these are some I've received recently, that kind of stuck. We don't say shit like this on the daily. On this point, I know people say, oh, well they were drunk, but you see, it's in those moments, in that insistence to say, whatever they wanted to say, that makes it real. Even if, only for that moment.
08.22.2009 – 4:41 a.m.
"fyi you are epic."
12.22.2009 – 1:25 a.m.
"i think i miss you."
03.20.2010 – 2:14 a.m.
"i need you to know how very platonically I love you. I love you like I love italy. And that's not to be taken lightly."
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Here's one I sent recently:
So you've got some steel behind those blue eyes after all. You are devastatingly attractive, you know that? Nice job tonight (her first night bartending).
I don't regret it. I won't even regret it if nothing comes from it.
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