When we forget things it causes us to fall into a pit of frustration, ultimately leading to our own disorganization. It can cause one to become irresponsible, depending on the thing which has been forgotten.
Andrea Rodrigues
forgetting that i have to let go of my past instead of carrying around on my back like a 100 lb sack. Forgetting my keys in the ignition after i have locked the doors. Forgetting my dreams is the hardest thing for me. I hope the most i am never forgotten about.
Krystal
……..But, then again, why do we strive to forget in the first place?
What we’ve been through has made us who we are.
At risk of sounding cliche, why would we purposely try to block things out, pretending they never happened?
It’s what’s shaping us.
Is he forgetting? I’ve foolishly (is it so unreal?) come to hope that he hasn’t, that he still remembers our progression from awkward (staring at my knees, too stunned for words) to easily sitting and talking, mere inches from one another (does he feel the same?).
I’m working on forgetting. Really, I am. It’s just hard.
I feel like you’re everywhere. You haunt me, even though you shouldn’t. It means nothing. It meant nothing. Why does it seem you can forget it so easily, but it’s taken me months to shake off, and I’m nowhere near accomplishment?
Forgetting is much easier said than done.
I already did this word, and I want a new word. Why do they only give you one word? That really annoys me. Give me a new word. Do you want my life to be dull and colorless? Wordless? I want more words! Give me new words. Ones that are sharp on the tongue or sfot soft and gentle! Give me new words!
Allie E.
Every moment. Every second. It passes me by in a blur. Tomorrow, this will be insignificant. It will pass from my mind. It will never have happened. Now, it is my everything, it is my reality.
In that moment, I wanted to forget everything. Our friendship, the memories, our deep connection. It was all too much. I shouldn’t have been jealous, but it was hiding inside of me, waiting to burst out. I tried my best not to let it show. I found myself ridiculously unbecoming with my seeping envy, so I sat alone and tried not to look at them. He didn’t deserve me. He didn’t deserve me. Even repeating those words over and over in my head couldn’t make me forget. The wound he cut was deep, and it was something I couldn’t easily ignore. I looked down, feeling the worst that I had felt in a long time. And it was all his fault.
Oh dear, a lot of things happen so that they can be forgotten!! I forget a lot of things, but I remember the important things, you are someone who I will never forget, forgetting you would be a shame.
is forgiving. or…the other way around.. where i left my keys. how to get to his house (wow, thats what it’s come to). how it felt.
delaney
I am forgetting what this website is all about, and it’s driving me insane! Don’t you just hate that? Yeah, me too. I hope this is good enough, and you like it! Buh-bye! :)) Oh…. Bye for real!
Allie E.
forgetting my mind. forgetting my head. forgetting why i walked into a room in the first place. i forget my keys and ..flip out. nothing frustrates me more than forgetting something. some things just cannot afford to be forgotten. like phones, keys, wallets. but what about forgetting who you are? what about forgetting identity? that puts you in big trouble. who are you? where do you belong? too often i forget who i am and whose i am, and i begin putting my faith in people or money or my achievements. then something changes and i forget who i am. but when my faith is in Christ, then no matter what changes about my circumstances, no matter what or whom i lose, i never forget who i am and what i stand for and what my purpose is. i cannot forget who i am.
Phoebe Keeran
I seem to be forgetting what I have forgotten to purposefully forget meaning that I still remember what has been meant to be forgot however me remembering such things is unimportant as it only works to worsen my remembrance. Oy vey…I need a life.
Tori
our memories begin to slip through my fingertips, a heavy rock now grains of sand.
I’ve never been a fan of forgetting. I do not like to forget the good, and I tend to want to forget the bad. Yet forgetting the bad means that the good is less good, the sweet is less sweet, and the wonderful is just average. Forgetting the bad means that the good isn’t really that good anymore.
Hayley
Forgetting is easy. It’s remembering that take it’s work.
Forget that time when you made a fool of yourself; it’s in the past.
Forget how when you were little you found a rock that was shaped like an elephant and thought it was cool.
Remember. Don’t forget. Even that bad times. Even the hard stuff. Look at them as how you grew up. They all helped you learn.
That elephant shaped rock taught you that art and shapes could be found anywhere.
Getting embarrassed teaches you how to LIVE.
Paige
there’s a lot of things in my life that i’d like to forget. so i’m not even going to write about them. how in the world am i expected to forget something if i write it down. because who knows, some day i might find this, exactly what i’m writing right now, and whatever i’m writing about will be remembered. whatever it was i wanted to forget.
jennypop
again and again it occurs.and it blurs and burs the heart.depart from a memory, an experience. everytime it ends you leave you live you forget regret. detect your dejection from the infection of remembering.
I would forget everything about us, everything that made me cry, what made us feel terrible and cold. Distant.
But that would mean forgetting you, how you made me smile and laugh and blush. You made me feel alive. You held me up until I realised that I can stand up on my own.
Now why would I want to forget that? I’ll remember this pain forever as long as it means a chance to start new. I wish you hadn’t forgotten what you told me last May.
often i get in trouble for forgetting to clean my room or get some exercise or using spell check. i’m just too darn caught up in this computer and those books and that ipod to even DEAL with what i’m always forgetting. except when i forget my ipod or those books that’s when things go DOWNHILL.
Jenna
I had a really cute story to tell you, it was going to involve a bunch of mystical magical creatures. All trapped in a giant castle and I had to fight my way through them, all to save the princess from the evil wizard. But I forgot where I put my sword.
Justin
to take the dog a walk and lots of stuff like pills and food. saddness too. forgetting happy things that happen when youre a kid.
Ellie
Forgetting- it happens every day. It’s something that we can’t control. However, it’s such a huge part of our lives. Can you remember a day where you haven’t forgotten something? Or do you forget? It causes so many fights, so many hardaches, but really, it’s something that every single person does on a daily basis, more often than eating or drinking.
I hate forgetting. I always want to remember. Especially the bad. They make me who I am, I learn from them. Never say I want to forget. Always wish to remember!
Shannon
Forgetting is a blessing and a curse. Without forgetting, we would never dare to undertake some of our greatest achievements. Without forgetting, how many women would go through child birth more than once?
Seth
not remembering – often the worst things that happened. Times and places and people when you just don’t want to think about what happened or what was said or what was done to you. Not just not being able to remember things but mostly trying to forget the worst things, the things that make you cry and want to just… forget about everything. It’s a strong word, a very strong word
nina
i cant help but forget cant remember blurry vision a loss of what went before. stoned. forgetting is deathly. a loss of reality and your grasp of it. a loss. it’s healing.
louise dickinson
forgetting you causes a heartbreak, but at the same time it’s very uplifting. I’ve wanted to know you, but now I’m dying to forget you- forget anything we ever shared. Maybe if we did this- or if you forgot me at least, and I knew, we could start over and become something new and precious. Just friends, that’s all I’ve ever wanted.
Kokari
I keep forgetting. Everyone is forgetting. I think being forgotten is the worst thing in the world, and it is also my biggest fear. And I can’t forget anyone, or anything. I refuse. It’s the worst feeling… knowing you should know that thing, that fact, or that moment, or not being able to. But what if they forget me? I don’t want them to start forgetting.
Taylor
memory loss, old people, my grandma, poo, k=car keys, phones, adresses, clothes, underwear, leaving, forget, forgot, forgive, hair cuts, appotiments, lies, rumors, , people
aefe
The woman is always forgetting her car keys. One time she searched for an hour for them.
Jasmine
I put my brain somewhere… at least i think i did… yes yes i was muttering about with it yesterday afternoon. It was raining at the time and I suppose that I may have distracted me just long enough to misplace myself.
Sherry
Just hearing the word makes Myles look away, smile suddenly gone. He starts chewing on the inside of his lip. After the accident, he forgot so much about his past that he was unable to put the pieces together of who he really was. Sure, the doctors knew, but he didn’t. And for some reason, he didn’t want to go back to who he was. He kept telling me he was someone else now, and that’s when I gave him his new name.
I’m always forgetting things. I forgot to feed the cats, I forgot to hand in my term paper, I just forgot to grab my purse which was sitting in the car that I forgot to lock.
i never stop forgetting things. it’s like i’m programmed to forget. i don’t even remember forgetting them. but then there are some things i never forget, like how to worry about tomorrow and the dark and being alone and what people will think of me. I can even forget entire years.
marissa
oh i forget things all the time, its way too common. some things you want to forget and somethings you fight to reember. now that i am pregnant i forget all the time and when im not pregnant i will forget how much i forgot.
lauren wimmer
I thought forgetting about you would be easier than this. You leave me cold and broken only to come back to me. All the feelings flood up to the surface. And I love you. I am done forgetting about you. I am ready to fight to be with you. Are you gonna fight for me?
Brittany
don’t forget. feeling forgotten in the worst, so why wish that on anyone else? remember something you love, someone you’ve lost, someplace you wish you could go again every day, to combat the forgetting. don’t forget.
sophie
forgetting about things are really hard.
they stay with you forever and ever.
Memories stay with you until you reach your own grave.
They never end, either.
When we forget things it causes us to fall into a pit of frustration, ultimately leading to our own disorganization. It can cause one to become irresponsible, depending on the thing which has been forgotten.
forgetting that i have to let go of my past instead of carrying around on my back like a 100 lb sack. Forgetting my keys in the ignition after i have locked the doors. Forgetting my dreams is the hardest thing for me. I hope the most i am never forgotten about.
……..But, then again, why do we strive to forget in the first place?
What we’ve been through has made us who we are.
At risk of sounding cliche, why would we purposely try to block things out, pretending they never happened?
It’s what’s shaping us.
Is he forgetting? I’ve foolishly (is it so unreal?) come to hope that he hasn’t, that he still remembers our progression from awkward (staring at my knees, too stunned for words) to easily sitting and talking, mere inches from one another (does he feel the same?).
I’m working on forgetting. Really, I am. It’s just hard.
I feel like you’re everywhere. You haunt me, even though you shouldn’t. It means nothing. It meant nothing. Why does it seem you can forget it so easily, but it’s taken me months to shake off, and I’m nowhere near accomplishment?
Forgetting is much easier said than done.
I already did this word, and I want a new word. Why do they only give you one word? That really annoys me. Give me a new word. Do you want my life to be dull and colorless? Wordless? I want more words! Give me new words. Ones that are sharp on the tongue or sfot soft and gentle! Give me new words!
Every moment. Every second. It passes me by in a blur. Tomorrow, this will be insignificant. It will pass from my mind. It will never have happened. Now, it is my everything, it is my reality.
In that moment, I wanted to forget everything. Our friendship, the memories, our deep connection. It was all too much. I shouldn’t have been jealous, but it was hiding inside of me, waiting to burst out. I tried my best not to let it show. I found myself ridiculously unbecoming with my seeping envy, so I sat alone and tried not to look at them. He didn’t deserve me. He didn’t deserve me. Even repeating those words over and over in my head couldn’t make me forget. The wound he cut was deep, and it was something I couldn’t easily ignore. I looked down, feeling the worst that I had felt in a long time. And it was all his fault.
Oh dear, a lot of things happen so that they can be forgotten!! I forget a lot of things, but I remember the important things, you are someone who I will never forget, forgetting you would be a shame.
is forgiving. or…the other way around.. where i left my keys. how to get to his house (wow, thats what it’s come to). how it felt.
I am forgetting what this website is all about, and it’s driving me insane! Don’t you just hate that? Yeah, me too. I hope this is good enough, and you like it! Buh-bye! :)) Oh…. Bye for real!
forgetting my mind. forgetting my head. forgetting why i walked into a room in the first place. i forget my keys and ..flip out. nothing frustrates me more than forgetting something. some things just cannot afford to be forgotten. like phones, keys, wallets. but what about forgetting who you are? what about forgetting identity? that puts you in big trouble. who are you? where do you belong? too often i forget who i am and whose i am, and i begin putting my faith in people or money or my achievements. then something changes and i forget who i am. but when my faith is in Christ, then no matter what changes about my circumstances, no matter what or whom i lose, i never forget who i am and what i stand for and what my purpose is. i cannot forget who i am.
I seem to be forgetting what I have forgotten to purposefully forget meaning that I still remember what has been meant to be forgot however me remembering such things is unimportant as it only works to worsen my remembrance. Oy vey…I need a life.
our memories begin to slip through my fingertips, a heavy rock now grains of sand.
I’ve never been a fan of forgetting. I do not like to forget the good, and I tend to want to forget the bad. Yet forgetting the bad means that the good is less good, the sweet is less sweet, and the wonderful is just average. Forgetting the bad means that the good isn’t really that good anymore.
Forgetting is easy. It’s remembering that take it’s work.
Forget that time when you made a fool of yourself; it’s in the past.
Forget how when you were little you found a rock that was shaped like an elephant and thought it was cool.
Remember. Don’t forget. Even that bad times. Even the hard stuff. Look at them as how you grew up. They all helped you learn.
That elephant shaped rock taught you that art and shapes could be found anywhere.
Getting embarrassed teaches you how to LIVE.
there’s a lot of things in my life that i’d like to forget. so i’m not even going to write about them. how in the world am i expected to forget something if i write it down. because who knows, some day i might find this, exactly what i’m writing right now, and whatever i’m writing about will be remembered. whatever it was i wanted to forget.
again and again it occurs.and it blurs and burs the heart.depart from a memory, an experience. everytime it ends you leave you live you forget regret. detect your dejection from the infection of remembering.
I would forget everything about us, everything that made me cry, what made us feel terrible and cold. Distant.
But that would mean forgetting you, how you made me smile and laugh and blush. You made me feel alive. You held me up until I realised that I can stand up on my own.
Now why would I want to forget that? I’ll remember this pain forever as long as it means a chance to start new. I wish you hadn’t forgotten what you told me last May.
I hate forgetting.
often i get in trouble for forgetting to clean my room or get some exercise or using spell check. i’m just too darn caught up in this computer and those books and that ipod to even DEAL with what i’m always forgetting. except when i forget my ipod or those books that’s when things go DOWNHILL.
I had a really cute story to tell you, it was going to involve a bunch of mystical magical creatures. All trapped in a giant castle and I had to fight my way through them, all to save the princess from the evil wizard. But I forgot where I put my sword.
to take the dog a walk and lots of stuff like pills and food. saddness too. forgetting happy things that happen when youre a kid.
Forgetting- it happens every day. It’s something that we can’t control. However, it’s such a huge part of our lives. Can you remember a day where you haven’t forgotten something? Or do you forget? It causes so many fights, so many hardaches, but really, it’s something that every single person does on a daily basis, more often than eating or drinking.
what was it..? THE MILK!!
I hate forgetting. I always want to remember. Especially the bad. They make me who I am, I learn from them. Never say I want to forget. Always wish to remember!
Forgetting is a blessing and a curse. Without forgetting, we would never dare to undertake some of our greatest achievements. Without forgetting, how many women would go through child birth more than once?
not remembering – often the worst things that happened. Times and places and people when you just don’t want to think about what happened or what was said or what was done to you. Not just not being able to remember things but mostly trying to forget the worst things, the things that make you cry and want to just… forget about everything. It’s a strong word, a very strong word
i cant help but forget cant remember blurry vision a loss of what went before. stoned. forgetting is deathly. a loss of reality and your grasp of it. a loss. it’s healing.
forgetting you causes a heartbreak, but at the same time it’s very uplifting. I’ve wanted to know you, but now I’m dying to forget you- forget anything we ever shared. Maybe if we did this- or if you forgot me at least, and I knew, we could start over and become something new and precious. Just friends, that’s all I’ve ever wanted.
I keep forgetting. Everyone is forgetting. I think being forgotten is the worst thing in the world, and it is also my biggest fear. And I can’t forget anyone, or anything. I refuse. It’s the worst feeling… knowing you should know that thing, that fact, or that moment, or not being able to. But what if they forget me? I don’t want them to start forgetting.
memory loss, old people, my grandma, poo, k=car keys, phones, adresses, clothes, underwear, leaving, forget, forgot, forgive, hair cuts, appotiments, lies, rumors, , people
The woman is always forgetting her car keys. One time she searched for an hour for them.
I put my brain somewhere… at least i think i did… yes yes i was muttering about with it yesterday afternoon. It was raining at the time and I suppose that I may have distracted me just long enough to misplace myself.
Just hearing the word makes Myles look away, smile suddenly gone. He starts chewing on the inside of his lip. After the accident, he forgot so much about his past that he was unable to put the pieces together of who he really was. Sure, the doctors knew, but he didn’t. And for some reason, he didn’t want to go back to who he was. He kept telling me he was someone else now, and that’s when I gave him his new name.
I’m always forgetting things. I forgot to feed the cats, I forgot to hand in my term paper, I just forgot to grab my purse which was sitting in the car that I forgot to lock.
i never stop forgetting things. it’s like i’m programmed to forget. i don’t even remember forgetting them. but then there are some things i never forget, like how to worry about tomorrow and the dark and being alone and what people will think of me. I can even forget entire years.
oh i forget things all the time, its way too common. some things you want to forget and somethings you fight to reember. now that i am pregnant i forget all the time and when im not pregnant i will forget how much i forgot.
I thought forgetting about you would be easier than this. You leave me cold and broken only to come back to me. All the feelings flood up to the surface. And I love you. I am done forgetting about you. I am ready to fight to be with you. Are you gonna fight for me?
don’t forget. feeling forgotten in the worst, so why wish that on anyone else? remember something you love, someone you’ve lost, someplace you wish you could go again every day, to combat the forgetting. don’t forget.
forgetting about things are really hard.
they stay with you forever and ever.
Memories stay with you until you reach your own grave.
They never end, either.