JCU Love Letters 2.0

#6196 Tag some cute North Indian guys gotta be somewhat tall and go to the gym

#6195 Tag some hot brown boys!!!

#6194 I wish you were my partner for the respiratory exam the way you could caresses my chest (and everywhere else). you could be my BF the way your initials are. #BFbemyBF

#6193 To the fit blonde 2nd year nursing student from flynn please let me be your human dummy so you can practice putting a catheter in me.

#6192 make sure your your real life personality matches your super extrovert LinkedIn one

#6191 any Lankan baddiess?

#6190 I didn’t mean to fuck you over again. That night after floor crawl was magical it was like our fling started all over again. Please come back I miss you gangster.

#6189 I often catch myself staring, wondering if I have a chance.Then I remember the promise I made to myself—not to hope for something that was never mine. How can I have a chance when you don’t even know I exist?Just a passing glimpse at in the dining hall—like I exist in the background of your day, but never in it.You changed your hair, but that doesn’t change the way I feel about you.So I sit in the same spot, hoping one day you’ll notice me—even though I know that’s just wishful thinking.

#6188 It’s been 5 years and I still think of her… I wrote this piece about the very moment- the night we stayed up late, chatting under the stars… “There was a girl who wanted to leave Earth. Without blinking or the slightest tremor of hesitation in her heart, she said that if aliens came down from space, that she would go with them. Her eyes were as steady as her words. It sounded as if she thought of this at least twice a day. It was as if she’d been waiting for someone to ask her this, and spoke as if those few words weighed heavy in her throat. She really meant it. I remember how she looked right through me then. I remembered how my heart gave in from that moment. I was at the mercy of a love, imprisoned by the freedom- in the expanse of my heart that her words fell perfectly into. She twisted open my locked heart when she looked away, up towards the stars. She was my best friend and now I loved her. I loved her on accident. I didn’t mean to. It just happened. I wish I didn’t love her. I almost felt angry with myself for it. But I’d forget so quickly and easily every time I was with her, or whenever I got a text and saw her beautiful name on my phone, or whenever I’d meet with her and be captured by her face. Everything was a reflection of something indescribable I felt- that our hearts were the same in some mysterious way. It was as if being with her was an adventure that would never end because I could never truely know who she was… but I knew she was special. She was special because she was so close to me. I felt like I had found the only person on Earth that I would ever find, who would know me for everything I wanted to be known for. She’d look at me with eyes half closed, and with a smirk that I swear I felt wrap my heart like an ancient Egyptians heart would be, embalmed for the afterlife… but our love, it would seem, was wrapped, never to see the light of day.“

#6187 A Little.. Thought that was love at 1st sight 🪷