last night i spritzed my room with some cologne that my my dutch boyfriend left with me. I haven't smelled it since we left each other in november. the smell flooded my memories of being at the bed and breakfast we stayed in in Maastricht. I couldn't stop thinking about how awesome it was to wonder around, experiencing a foreign country. it's weird how my memories of the cobblestone streets and tall old buildings cross with my more experienced memories of las vegas in the vanetian canals or paris or disneyland. I reminisced on how much fun we had together just laying in bed eating snacks and cuddling, and when we went to have drinks at the neat dutch bars, and camping out at the music festival and shopping for endless amounts of snacks. it was fucking magical. we were never meant to be together forever, but our relationship was cute and lovey on that first trip together. things were different by the time he visited me, but we were still great friends. and it wasn't just him that i thought of, my mind then trailed off to all the stupid shit i've done when i was single and when i was skinny and had money and good clothes and could go places whenever i wanted to......
anyways, i cried myself to sleep wishing i had a time machine
anyways, i cried myself to sleep wishing i had a time machine
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sexybeast:
I completely know what you mean. It's not always easy, but just do your best to make as good as it can be right now and the awesomeness will come around again at some time.
mirima:
I forgot my camera this morning when I woke up. Very disappointing. I wanted to take pictures of stuff I saw at the Museum. Actually, I forgot a lot of shit this morning when I woke up, including my student ID. Fortunately, they let me in with the student discount anyway.
