life, friends, family, university, money, poverty, living, phone, iPod, I have a bad memory; always forgetting the second someone tells me to remember it.
Thu
i forget. i forgot. i forgave. forgive me, but i haven’t sinned. screw it. hahaha, i laugh in your face. i remember this chalk board where you can write all the thing
Dominique M.
The heart never forgets.
One day I went through my old journals, some written from years ago to find that that woman who wrote it then is not the woman reading it today.
Forgetting cannot be possible when your heart knows and remember.
Forgetting what I came up the stairs for, I wonder aimlessly and head for a snack. I always say when you forget, get a snack.. Someday I think I’ll be really fat because forgetting is really my thing and I do it all the time. It kind of bugs me that whatever I NEED to do won’t get done because I’ll forget… I’m really too young to be feeling this old..=
One day i was going through my journals, written as far back as laate 80’s to read that that woma who wrote it is different from the woman who is reading it. F
Amnesia strikes like a knife in the dark taking the secrets of the past fifty seconds to an untimely grave. Lights blinked and suddenly Lucas was just arriving in Room 225 and he couldn’t remember for the life of him what for, in fact he decided to turn around and leave again.
Kerry
the only things that end up staying in your mind are the ones that fit into the picture you are trying to recreate later. i remember the raspberry chocolate cake we baked for my father on his birthday, the night he and my mother had their first fight that I understood.
sw
Sometimes it’s hard to remember…. and only in my early 20s, that’s probably not a good sign. :) But luckily for me, I don’t have a problem with forgetting. I don’t have things I need to forget or regret. And that’s a blessing from the Lord. I am so grateful for that!
Sarah
Forgetting is easier said than done. Things that you think are gone can sneak back into your mind at random moments.
Aaron Jackson
I got it. Wait I forgot it. Does that mean that it is gone? Losing a memory is the worst. Especially when it could possibly come in handy. I forgot you. And I need you now. What am I to do?
Who isn’t scared to forget. Every memory a glimpsing light that eventually fades. Forgetting is like losing a part of you but in the end it is all ok. Because memories will all fade one day. Only some last but there are always more to be made and more to be forgotten. WE are in a constant state of forgetting…
Forget the pain you held inside for oh so very long. forget the love you once had but now lost so it is oh so very gone. forget the ones who hurt you. but remember the ones who burnt you. for you will learn from the pain you held inside for oh so very long.
Savannah Van
Losing your mind. Forgetting part of yourself. Becoming someone else. Letting go of the past and all your regrets. Forgetting pain, love, innocence and everything that came in another reality before now.
Tina
Why is so easy to remember… but so hard to forget? Like a friend you once knew… you can remember them so easily buy yet…. its too hard to forget them…..
You seem to be forgetting my touch. Love lost in the sea of the salt grains that pour from your eyes. Holding out your hand to the empty feeling of nitrogen and oxygen and the gravity pulling you back to solitude. Once the sand falls through it disappears and will never been returned.
I wish I could forget this life and start a new. I had my chance and fucked it up. Now I’m back in his bed, smelling his smoke swirling around me. I could be gone. He could have been forgotten already.
Alli
Forgetting relationships is like easing the pain of remembrance. It serves to detach oneself from reality. Shifting reality is another way of forgetting. We all do it in one way or another. To forget is to be human.
Gina
I am forgetting how it felt to touch you. To feel your lips against mines. Maybe I shouldn’t remember because your not worth it. I hate how I am trying so hard to remember knowing that you forgot everything. Everything about us. God, it sucks being a women sometimes.
Gina Cherie
i am always forgetting things. it happens all the time. sometimes when i am going somewhere i forget where i am going. sometimes im not going anywhere. im just sitting where i am forgetting things. forgetting is not as bad as you would think. in many situations forgetting is beneficial. forgetting allows me to see the beauty in life.
bob
The comfort of myriad lost memories, like a blanket covering you under the stars.
Forgetting is awful. I am forgetful child, in truth. Things, images, memories always escape me. Am I just not built to remember things? Did God decide to design me such that I only remember what I had last seen? Sometimes I wish I could remember even the things that are dear to me. But no. They always must escape my mind like birds out of the cage. I always forget.
something I don’t like to do. Useless. old people do this.
Julia
i hope that i dont forget all of the little things, the little things that made me smile when i was sad or that remind me of good times. i hope that i dont forget people. I hope that in moments of grief and frustration, i dont forget how fortunate i am and how much love there is in my life
dorie
It’s never easy, forgetting it all. Forgetting all those awful memories, those hard times, those feelings i never got to tell anyone. It’s hard, to just let it go and pretend it never happened. Forgetting is never simple. For anyone.
i forget all the time, i try everything in my power to remember but i can never do it..then there are the times i forget to remember or forget to forget..whichever :) its not all too bad cuase somethings i want to forget right :) bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh
ashley
I don’t want to write about this word. This word describes my ever day. I always forget a bunch of stuff. Even things that have happened this morning are forgotten. The only things I never seem to forget are blunders from my past or regrets that I have.
J
Forgetting about all of the hurt that he caused me way back in ancient history. It feels so fucking good to let it all go. I love you, Daddy. You’re one of my best friends.
Spencer
Forgetting. Forgetting isn’t always what people say. Sometimes we say we forget then simply don’t do the thing. Like a parent tells us to feed the cat, and we feel we are just too lazy to. And we simply say, “I forgot.” It’s actually really strange how our brains work in that way.
leah
like Hamlet there are things I would dearly love to forget and fear I never will, across life times even, I am carrying fears from long past times, other existences, those odd intimations and flutters of distrust that you have to honour, even when you find no origin or proof for them, never forgetting across time and space
… is impossible for me. its like, if i’ve ever been wronged in any way, i cant forget, ican only forgive. i wish it wasnt like this. i’d love to not be constantly reminded of the negativity certain people have brought upon me time to time but its like my brain cant do it. it cant forget.
Bizzie
Forgotten.
I’m invisible.
Always looked over.
But nothing’s forgotten,
Nothing is ever forgotten in my mind.
Forgetting isn’t really possible. I want to forget many things but my brain won’t allow me such a pleasure. I forget my keys or how long to microwave popcorn. I never forget his fists hitting me like stones. If only….
Leah
Forgetting is the worst thing you can do. If you forget, you’ll never learn and if you never learn then we make the same mistakes over again. It’s a cycle. A viscous cycle that you’ll want to forget.
Breah
I keep on forgetting everything. It’s something I hate about me, if I don’t pay enough attention I will forget basically everything I am supposed to do in that moment or during that day. Forgetting things has gotten me in big problems and hurt some people. :(
-It’s not about forgetting things, it’s about letting it go -she said to him
-I know, everybody knows, but somehow its just easier to picture it than actually do it.
-Is it always like that?
-Yeah, I guess so. It’s as mysterious as when… you know, as that
Forgetting… its hard to do.. you think about that person or thing all the time.. it could become almost cemented in your brain. That moment, that hour, that occurance. You’ll never know why you cant let it go but you just cant. The way they looked at you… that little smile you feel is just between you two. Not being able to forget can really suck.. but its also what keeps the memory forever alive in your heart. If you really wanted to forget you would.. so it must mean something.. that you are remembering..
forgetting, blank mind, white slate in my mind and the whiteness is not emptiness, it’s a layer covering the color like my eyes have glassed over and I can’t see the color, the whiteness is fear, there is no emptiness, only a picket fence I hammered in myself.
Sometimes I forget the way you laugh or smile. I forget some of the things we did. I try to remember the look you had on your face when you used to look at me. I’ve found the fine line between forgetting and remembering.
Some people forget things. Big deal. You can’t blame someone just because they “forget” something. Have you ever stopped and wondered why they must’ve forgotten about something? No, I bet you haven’t.
life, friends, family, university, money, poverty, living, phone, iPod, I have a bad memory; always forgetting the second someone tells me to remember it.
i forget. i forgot. i forgave. forgive me, but i haven’t sinned. screw it. hahaha, i laugh in your face. i remember this chalk board where you can write all the thing
The heart never forgets.
One day I went through my old journals, some written from years ago to find that that woman who wrote it then is not the woman reading it today.
Forgetting cannot be possible when your heart knows and remember.
Forgetting what I came up the stairs for, I wonder aimlessly and head for a snack. I always say when you forget, get a snack.. Someday I think I’ll be really fat because forgetting is really my thing and I do it all the time. It kind of bugs me that whatever I NEED to do won’t get done because I’ll forget… I’m really too young to be feeling this old..=
How can the heart forget?
One day i was going through my journals, written as far back as laate 80’s to read that that woma who wrote it is different from the woman who is reading it. F
Amnesia strikes like a knife in the dark taking the secrets of the past fifty seconds to an untimely grave. Lights blinked and suddenly Lucas was just arriving in Room 225 and he couldn’t remember for the life of him what for, in fact he decided to turn around and leave again.
the only things that end up staying in your mind are the ones that fit into the picture you are trying to recreate later. i remember the raspberry chocolate cake we baked for my father on his birthday, the night he and my mother had their first fight that I understood.
Sometimes it’s hard to remember…. and only in my early 20s, that’s probably not a good sign. :) But luckily for me, I don’t have a problem with forgetting. I don’t have things I need to forget or regret. And that’s a blessing from the Lord. I am so grateful for that!
Forgetting is easier said than done. Things that you think are gone can sneak back into your mind at random moments.
I got it. Wait I forgot it. Does that mean that it is gone? Losing a memory is the worst. Especially when it could possibly come in handy. I forgot you. And I need you now. What am I to do?
Who isn’t scared to forget. Every memory a glimpsing light that eventually fades. Forgetting is like losing a part of you but in the end it is all ok. Because memories will all fade one day. Only some last but there are always more to be made and more to be forgotten. WE are in a constant state of forgetting…
Forget the name
Forget the day
Forget the place
I am stuck.
Forget the pain you held inside for oh so very long. forget the love you once had but now lost so it is oh so very gone. forget the ones who hurt you. but remember the ones who burnt you. for you will learn from the pain you held inside for oh so very long.
Losing your mind. Forgetting part of yourself. Becoming someone else. Letting go of the past and all your regrets. Forgetting pain, love, innocence and everything that came in another reality before now.
Why is so easy to remember… but so hard to forget? Like a friend you once knew… you can remember them so easily buy yet…. its too hard to forget them…..
You seem to be forgetting my touch. Love lost in the sea of the salt grains that pour from your eyes. Holding out your hand to the empty feeling of nitrogen and oxygen and the gravity pulling you back to solitude. Once the sand falls through it disappears and will never been returned.
I wish I could forget this life and start a new. I had my chance and fucked it up. Now I’m back in his bed, smelling his smoke swirling around me. I could be gone. He could have been forgotten already.
Forgetting relationships is like easing the pain of remembrance. It serves to detach oneself from reality. Shifting reality is another way of forgetting. We all do it in one way or another. To forget is to be human.
I am forgetting how it felt to touch you. To feel your lips against mines. Maybe I shouldn’t remember because your not worth it. I hate how I am trying so hard to remember knowing that you forgot everything. Everything about us. God, it sucks being a women sometimes.
i am always forgetting things. it happens all the time. sometimes when i am going somewhere i forget where i am going. sometimes im not going anywhere. im just sitting where i am forgetting things. forgetting is not as bad as you would think. in many situations forgetting is beneficial. forgetting allows me to see the beauty in life.
The comfort of myriad lost memories, like a blanket covering you under the stars.
Forgetting is awful. I am forgetful child, in truth. Things, images, memories always escape me. Am I just not built to remember things? Did God decide to design me such that I only remember what I had last seen? Sometimes I wish I could remember even the things that are dear to me. But no. They always must escape my mind like birds out of the cage. I always forget.
something I don’t like to do. Useless. old people do this.
i hope that i dont forget all of the little things, the little things that made me smile when i was sad or that remind me of good times. i hope that i dont forget people. I hope that in moments of grief and frustration, i dont forget how fortunate i am and how much love there is in my life
It’s never easy, forgetting it all. Forgetting all those awful memories, those hard times, those feelings i never got to tell anyone. It’s hard, to just let it go and pretend it never happened. Forgetting is never simple. For anyone.
i forget all the time, i try everything in my power to remember but i can never do it..then there are the times i forget to remember or forget to forget..whichever :) its not all too bad cuase somethings i want to forget right :) bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh
I don’t want to write about this word. This word describes my ever day. I always forget a bunch of stuff. Even things that have happened this morning are forgotten. The only things I never seem to forget are blunders from my past or regrets that I have.
Forgetting about all of the hurt that he caused me way back in ancient history. It feels so fucking good to let it all go. I love you, Daddy. You’re one of my best friends.
Forgetting. Forgetting isn’t always what people say. Sometimes we say we forget then simply don’t do the thing. Like a parent tells us to feed the cat, and we feel we are just too lazy to. And we simply say, “I forgot.” It’s actually really strange how our brains work in that way.
like Hamlet there are things I would dearly love to forget and fear I never will, across life times even, I am carrying fears from long past times, other existences, those odd intimations and flutters of distrust that you have to honour, even when you find no origin or proof for them, never forgetting across time and space
… is impossible for me. its like, if i’ve ever been wronged in any way, i cant forget, ican only forgive. i wish it wasnt like this. i’d love to not be constantly reminded of the negativity certain people have brought upon me time to time but its like my brain cant do it. it cant forget.
Forgotten.
I’m invisible.
Always looked over.
But nothing’s forgotten,
Nothing is ever forgotten in my mind.
Forgetting isn’t really possible. I want to forget many things but my brain won’t allow me such a pleasure. I forget my keys or how long to microwave popcorn. I never forget his fists hitting me like stones. If only….
Forgetting is the worst thing you can do. If you forget, you’ll never learn and if you never learn then we make the same mistakes over again. It’s a cycle. A viscous cycle that you’ll want to forget.
I keep on forgetting everything. It’s something I hate about me, if I don’t pay enough attention I will forget basically everything I am supposed to do in that moment or during that day. Forgetting things has gotten me in big problems and hurt some people. :(
-It’s not about forgetting things, it’s about letting it go -she said to him
-I know, everybody knows, but somehow its just easier to picture it than actually do it.
-Is it always like that?
-Yeah, I guess so. It’s as mysterious as when… you know, as that
Forgetting… its hard to do.. you think about that person or thing all the time.. it could become almost cemented in your brain. That moment, that hour, that occurance. You’ll never know why you cant let it go but you just cant. The way they looked at you… that little smile you feel is just between you two. Not being able to forget can really suck.. but its also what keeps the memory forever alive in your heart. If you really wanted to forget you would.. so it must mean something.. that you are remembering..
forgetting, blank mind, white slate in my mind and the whiteness is not emptiness, it’s a layer covering the color like my eyes have glassed over and I can’t see the color, the whiteness is fear, there is no emptiness, only a picket fence I hammered in myself.
Sometimes I forget the way you laugh or smile. I forget some of the things we did. I try to remember the look you had on your face when you used to look at me. I’ve found the fine line between forgetting and remembering.
Some people forget things. Big deal. You can’t blame someone just because they “forget” something. Have you ever stopped and wondered why they must’ve forgotten about something? No, I bet you haven’t.