remember

May 30th, 2011 | 939 Entries

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939 Entries for “remember”

  1. Remember when, last summer, we layed in the grass for as long as we wanted, looking at either the clouds or the stars? Remember when you played with my hair and called me beautiful? Remember when I told you I loved you and put my hand on your chest? Remember last summer?

    Allyson
  2. remember what?
    do i keep writing…i can’t remember the instructions….nor do i know those people over there….well, maybe i do. But i’m having some problems with my memmorrriessssssssss. Abigail ?

    Abigail
  3. i remember the time that i held your head at the edge of the sill
    the faint glow of the sun, white in its rays and dancing in your eyes.
    I had abeat in my head that reminded me of the night before, and the reason for your state of mind.

  4. when we were kids and everything was really simple. G.I. Joe’s and christmas trees…stealing your dad’s dog tags. And then there were bubble baths. I would climb trees and never had to think about what was happening tomorrow.

    Joel
  5. “Remember when we used to love each other, Blaine?” Kurt sighed, stuffing his hand in his pocket.

    Blaine scowled.

    “When we were young and carefree? When you weren’t a whore?”

    Kurt frowned.

    “When you had a heart and I had a conscience…” the brunette muttered, glaring as Blaine turned away.

    Maybe we could still have that… if you hadn’t just left, Kurt thought sadly, the only indication being a slight turn of his lips.

    Blaine turned around, as if hearing Kurt’s thoughts, “If you hadn’t told me to leave-”

    “If you hadn’t taken me seriously!” Kurt shouted, anger bubbling up like fizz from a can of soda being shook up too much.

    Sparkley-chan
  6. remember when we were young and stupid and we had the whole world in front of us. oh wait. we still are. and we still do. and whoever the fuck thinks we dont, or you dont, or tries to stop us, or you, can go fuck themselves. because we have our whole lives to discover who we are. if we knew now, what would be the fun of life?

    Victoria
  7. remember, remember, remember. hmm.. dang. i can’t remember much anymore. it’s all so different now. i don’t even remember the old you. ): i can’t remember the last time we even had fun together.

    Toni
  8. i remember everything we had. everything. i remember what we used to be. i remember how much i used to love you. i remember it all. do you remember all this? i definitely remember the old you. i miss the old you. do you remember the old you?

    Toni Able
  9. I remember many things so many things that i cant even remember them all.

    Kate
  10. I can’t remember the last time I marched into the dark with only the soft glow of an idea I strongly believed in. I can’t remember what fearless feels like, or what it is like to see good in everyone. But I sure erase the bad memories and remember only the good ones, it’s an automatic thing in my head.

    valeria
  11. i like to remember alot of different things. my memories entails my many great sories and adventures of my epicness. My fantastic adventures of manlyness are known all throughout the land.

    Cameron Hale
  12. i remember one time when i went to the beach and we were camping with my 90 year old grandpa i love that memory. it is one that will forever be with me. i love my grandpa. i wish he knew.

    Sonya Schement
  13. remeber when, if i could only remember. one time i… the worst part of a memory is never remembering how it ends or how it began, like a dream it exists for a moment and then details are fuzzy and you only see what you wish to see. i’ll never remember your name, what was it again?

    michael
  14. memories, the time we spent toghether, renan , love books, life happy times , smiles. failures, successes, sleep everything that made life, life.

    alissa
  15. Remember when we tasted the summers sweat. We danced in the water, and slurped up the extra. I could go on about that forget. Dancing in the summer sweat.

    Blindedbyoblivion
  16. i remember, when we used to sit, in a government yard, in trenchtown. when i was a child, i used to sing the words to that song as sing in a government yard, not sit. when my father corrected me at age 12, i was very surprised. shocked even. it was interesting.

    ganga
  17. I remember more than I should. Memory holds us back—keeps us from living—prevents us from moving forward. However, at the same time, all we are, everything we are, are memories. Isn’t it ironic that memories do nothing but keep us from the future, but at the same time, they are our future?

    J
  18. That song by Jay Sean or whoever “Do you Remember” . . . has kind of become my anthem since I translated it into Japanese for everybody. I suppose that’s fine. I’d rather have that be my anthem than “No Woman No Cry” or something . . . but still. Do I have to dance every single time you play it?

  19. remember, i remember everythin, i remember my dinasour shoes i remember almost every birthday i rember my first crush my first love my first kiss my first beakup and i remember everything about you i remember the your smell, your touch even the smell of yr chapstick i remember everything good and bad…. and it makes me miss you so much….

    Yvonne
  20. I dream of beaches far away, shores aching upon the tireless sea. A ship lays across the horizon, unseemly. I feel the breeze, the salt in the air and the sea. It surrounds me, aches me, tempts me. It’s all I wish I were, and all I truly am.

    Danny Reid
  21. it is the most important thing that you can do. remember. remember the people of the past. the people of the present, the live and loved ones you have for the future. to remember is to be a person. without memories, you cannot truly be 100% whole. you must remember to become. you must remember to see what it is that you have done to grow.

    Lafeth
  22. just remember that the moments define the people you become. it’s all about those moments the good ones, the bad ones, the ones filled with regrets. it’s about all of them. so before you make a choice, remember it’s the choice that determines the person you become. and sometimes that battle scar might just be worth it. just remember.

    Sonya Aggarwal
  23. I remember how my heart pounded as I sat beside you at the movies. I remember almost begging myself to sit closer. But I was scared. I miss that. You never did hug me.. Ever. Maybe we can start over? I want to remember this a little bit longer before I let go

    Emma
  24. Remember when we were young? Remember talking til 4 AM? Remember being so in love it hurt? Remember when we fell out of love? I don’t. I wish I could. It would make this a lot easier. I’d know what happened.

  25. today i remembered that it was my mothers birthday yesterday! i cant believe i forgot about it. what should i tell her? that her one and only daughter forgot her birthday? okay i’ll just make her a party and tell her it was a surprise.

  26. Remember me?
    I remember you.
    I loved you.
    Not anymore.

    Want to start over?
    I remember what happened.
    I’m not dumb.
    But you don’t remember me?

    All the fun we had together?
    All the laughs, hugs, kisses?
    Was I really not memorable?
    Guess not. My bad for remembering.

    Emma
  27. that time when we went outside in the front yard and you wanted to climb that tiiiiny little tree? i miss that. a lot. thats kinda when i knew that i was in love with you. just a bit. and now everytime i see that tree, i fall a little more.

    gabby
  28. I remember you. I remember mapping our your face., your hands, your back, your everything. I needed to know the man of my dreams. I needed you. But, I remember distance. I remember hurt. I remember wanting more. I remember needing you… and needing you more.

  29. remember how every word that pops up on this dumb site reminds me of you? i do. it sucks. not a day goes by that i don’t see, smell, hear, and even taste something that reminds me of you. i hate you. i miss you. i love you.

  30. i rememeber the days when i was young. when everything seemed like an adventure to achieve. I remember when i was young and the sun shined bright, and the colors were magnified. And i remember when i was young, my friends were naive and so was i. Everything was soft and everyone was kind, i remember when i was young..

    Marwa Abdurrahman
  31. I remember you.
    I remember how you first kissed me.
    I remember I told you to go away because we would get in trouble.
    I remember you wouldn’t go away and I remember I was glad you didn’t.
    I remember the morning you left, it was so early.
    I remember all of the promises.
    I remember all of the lies.
    I remember you…
    but I don’t want to.

    madeeesun
  32. i remember the fire last month, it burned my house down. I remember crying because my friends were trapped inside the town while it was burning. and at that point, I couldn’t give a shit about my house. I just didn’t want my friends to die. I told him i loved him then.

    Susie
  33. i remember the first time i lost a tooth. me and my brother thought it would be cool if we sprayed water at each other with out toothbrushes and while we were battling i sprayed him. unfortunately one of my two front teeth were about to fall off and i flung it across the bathroom. after it stopped bouncing off things it landed in the tub. he won that night.

    Melanie Cleary
  34. Memories are beautiful bits of the pas; however sometimes we forget to remember that each day we are given the opportunity to make new memories.

    carly Elder
  35. remember to laugh, love and dance.. let life be multhi coloured swrils of atoms viberating in a positive manifestation. One love.. Jah Forever.Peace

    isra
  36. remember when we spent that day going to harley shops? i do. it was the day we fell apart.. it was the day i felt you slipping away. i was happy. you let it show that you weren’t. i had a perfect day and was completely oblivious. you left. i remember. do you?

    jamie
  37. when the sky falled upon your knees and all the birds crawled into your body, and made nests inside your heart where love could be produced so humans could fly high above their memories, because if you remember, you can fly with lo

    bruno cortina
  38. Remember how I already filled this one out? Remember how I’d really like a different prompt? Remember how the little timer is going? Remember how fun this is? Even if I’m not actually writing anything…

    Brittany
  39. i remember how it used to be. when the world was bright and full of possibility, not just some dreary boring mess, covered in a threatening raincloud of doubt and shame. no one was angry at me.. no one had anything against me. there was no first thought of whore, slut, bitch, rude, smart, dumb, nice, hilarious, boring, any of that. i was just a small child with no reservations. i could be whoever i wanted to be, and that was still one of my options. a princess with a flowing sparkly gown, a firefighter who loved to knit, a tattoo-covered painter, but of course, a child would never think of such a disgraceful thing.

    the world now is full of danger, and disaster. disappointments and discouragements. i want to go back to when that wasn’t an option, where everyone loved me because i was an adorable child, and that was the end of that. when my mother would say “this is catey, can you say hello?” and nothing else was to be questioned. they didn’t have to ask where i was going to school, or what i wanted to do with the rest of my life, or whether i believed in god, cause that was all the yucky adult shit that didn’t matter in my life.

    Catey
  40. She didn’t want to remember. She wanted to forget. She wanted to shame him—to publicly humiliate him the way he had her. She had been through a lot, but to be left there, standing at the alter, alone, on their wedding—no—on her wedding day, was the final straw. When she found that son of a gun, he would wish he was dead…days, weeks, months passed, and she found no contact with him. She would never forget—she would simple choose to not remember…the blood, the shovel…the muddy woods…plead insanity if it came down to it, but she would not remember…she wanted to forget. She didn’t want to remember.