Past lives and pass live flash bags and reincarnation

I can't be sure. I mean if past lives are a thing, what would be the limitations?

I'm open to the idea that they exist, I just have never had any confirmation.

i dont really hold any strong beliefs in it but i think its a cool idea that could very well be true.

Fuckin idk.

try past life regression meditations. its cool

I believe in reincarnation and that I have many past lives, some being nonhuman, some more historical or ancient than others. 

The one I often talk about the most is when I was Arabelle. I believe I might have been half asian half british, I know of several different siblings and cousin's names and what not. I had dark hair and grey blue eyes. In this past life I was a vampire, and my father was abusive and locked me in a castle tower for a majority of my childhood. I went to a boarding school at some point called Nevermore, and wore a red and white uniform. I think this was during the victorian era as well. The one I loved was a man named Lucas, he had green eyes and dark hair, but I was forcibly betrothed to another, and lived in this dark castle on a grey beach. 
I did horrific things in that past life, some memories blocked out. It was dark, gloomy and sorrowful. But I come back to be reminded of that life often, many people I know now in this life, were connected to me in that past life. 

I also have other lives such as being a fae/sidhe named Iya, or a anarchist teenager named Sam, or a sailor named Astrid. 

I don't remember every single life I've had, but it's interesting when I get memories of some. I like to talk about those things, even if not everyone does. 

Like I mentioned in my intro comment on the other thing, I believe I may have been a Wendigo in a past life. I have memories of the dark woods, blood and water, the feeling of meat being torn, my loved ones screams.. the pain, the sorrow, most of my memories [regarding the Wendigo and my other fictional character memories] are in fragments that just, stick out from my now, real life memories, and can't be so easily brushed off as dreams.. walking and running, on my legs and on all fours, my face after the transformation, I don't super remember my life before transforming or during the beginning of my life as a Wendigo, but I remember  it being painful, and then, I just.. stopped, feeling it. I was a wendigo. no longer human, just an animal.. a being of longing and pain.. now I 'm here! :]...heh...heh..hm...yeah.