one day I was walking along a beach. Scratch that, no one actually does it, but it is the sympathetic lies that everyone is supposed to think of when they see something like remember. Remember is supposed to be nostalgic, but in fact, just as often, it hurts like hell.
keltor
remember the 5th of novemrber, i can never remember the rest of that thing not sure why im doing this cas i cant not think about waht im writing although i can not spot spelling mistakes
Terri
remember that time that we walked down to the waterfront and i held your hand when we walked back up? that was probably one of the nights i realized i really wanted to be your friend and be with you forever. maybe that was when i started to love you a little bit. it was really nice. i remember about a year later we would be going down to the waterfront to lie together in the rain and then we would go into the shed and you would tell me that your mom got cancer and that you were scared and i would hold you and tell you not to worry.
Claire
i remember a pony in my backyard and then i went over to the corner store and killed Patrick because he is interrupting my thought because his penis is broken and he is grumpy about his gastro-intestinal disorder. After that we ate a pie called Jimmy.
JILL
I remember when I locked you in the basement. I felt so bad. You were crying and crying, and I couldn’t do anything about it. Even today, I remember what it was like, hearing your tears and red face through the door. Sometimes, I lock myself in the basement and try to embody the horrible torture and loneliness you must of felt. I try to get myself to cry
But i can’t.
Anna
remember the time when you weren’t afraid to speak up? now it just stays inside your mind and blurs everything around you. remember the time when you had a voice? you have been so silent recently you can’t remember what it sounded like? remember when you had guts? oh wait, maybe you never had them to start with. you need to stand up for yourself more.
valerie
Remember to forget.
The important things will come back to you and be around forever. The things that we yearn to cling to will not be important days, years from now.
Lisa Mason
good times on the beach
drunken fights
broken hearted sobbing
ego’s always in the way
talk the talk
elaine
remember when what we had could have been great?
but you abandoned in a moment of impatience
nope
Memory is a pathway to a reality constructed to suit the observer. Remember the time?
c ragan
I forgot to remember that I was always supposed to remember what I forget. To remember not to forget is always harder than remembering right out of the box. I’ve always tried to remember all kinds of things. Like being a good daughter a good sister, a great friend. I want to remember to respect my family and my friends. It is better to rembember to
Sandy
I remember so muc. From as far back as I go, I’ve always considered myself a learner and a teacher. I guess thats why I feel so stupid now. Ive expected way too much.
Ash
i remember back in the day before my dog sammi died. she would chase her tail and would always bark and roll around on her stomach. She was a small dog, no more than 13 pounds, a chiuaha, but I never learned how to spell the name. She was kind of fat, but it was just because we spoiled her too much. She always ate people food and we were very lazy but loving to her. She lived a good 6 and a half years and she will never be forgotten. I will always love my first dog Sammi. I know shes away from pain.
marino
Remember. Remember the good times. Try , try to forget the bad times.
I’ve tried so hard to forget the bad times, but the more I think about it, the more I can only remember the times that I hate myself. The times that nothing good was happening. The more I remember the more I wish I would forgot.
Rachel
walk to remember i remember my mother and her surprise pumpkin bread and the fall months when i was a kid in petaluma. i remember remembering and wishing to be in the past is that bad? that’s bad. i wish i could go home. i want to go home i remember feeling warm there at home.
alicia
Remember the times that we had…you know…the ones that we said that we’d never forget?
Margo
remember all the times we were together, both in body and in mind. all the wonderful pastimes we shared. all the great stories we had. all the fun we had going to places. flying and doing impossible things. we will never be so happy. only with eachother. remember me. remember us. how we were. how happy we were. remember our lives together.
kunti
the process of recalling the past. Both good and bad. Some people live only in the past, and others use the past to build a better future. that is key.
learn from the past
ELJay
i remember that day which was yesterday where he broke my heart and he isn’t even mine. i remember last night when he stood over my best friend and touched her hair. i remember last night when i watched silently as he held her, wondering why we hadn’t exchanged more than a few words of regret all night.
regret
Remember when everything in life was still to be explored?
Remember when the feeling wasn’t familiar; being ignored?
Kake
I remember walking threw the streets. Friends follow you, enemies chase you. stopping only for pizza.
D
I always forget things. Everything. it worries me, i lose keys i loase books, i lose myself. I hate it. I forget birthdays and holidays and shift times at work. I can’t seem to remember the days of the week half the time. I’m old before my time. Lost in the abyss of too much for my small, insignificant brain.
Meghan
Remember, remember, the fifth of November. The gun powder treason and plot. I can see of no reason, who the gun powder treason should ever be, forgot.
Aaron
there is nothing to remember, yet nothing is forgotten nor to be forgotten, nothing lost, only now exists, here with you, this moment, lost in your eyes, mesmerized… simply lost for words…
beau
Memory, memories… Is it the act of remembering? I don’t know when my first memory is. My internal chronology is not linear and I have flashes of remembrance, vivid flashes that haunt me. I remember my first bunny, I don’t know how old. I remember my daycare, and being scared of the daycare provider’s son. I remember skinning my knee and walking my bike home. These things are not remembered in sequence or reference to anything. I just remember them.
Brent
I remember this one time me and a friend went to this one place . I never came back. He never came back. We got stuck in that parrallel dimension, that one state
Duke
I will remember today. No doubt. Today was fantastic. The connection between us. The embrace we shared. Bodies intertwined in a lustful moment.
Nick
Remember when we ran for the clicker even though you couldn’t really run? I never let you win. I knew you wanted me to think of you as not having any disability, or lag, that you were just as fast as me. You were the bravest person I ever met, you always moved onward, even through the pain, and the pain of not knowing what would happen next with your body. As the years passed I had forgotten just how agile you were. You were a miracle man, surviving so much that I could never have gone through. You made us a family, yet I knew you could always be on your own, needing no one but your wonder of the world. You could always keep yourself amused much more than I could. And the best thing was you always made me laugh and I could always just be myself. I could never do those really silly things with anyone else. Where are you now? I thought you would be blowing in my ear like you promised after you’d gone. Maybe it’s not allowed where you are, but if possible, please find some way to contact me and let me know you are happy and once again healthy! I love you and miss you. I hope you are running and having lots of fun.
Cathy
Remember when we kissed on the fair grounds behind the balloons?
nicky
a walk to remember, i loved the movie, good theme, i dont remeber things very well, such as today my moms birthday and i forgot. i try to remember but it doesnt work. i say write it to my but i dont know. because i am lazy i think.
abdullah
think and know about something in your past just forget and then know about it
Katie
i remember i remember wen i lost my mind that is a song it was also just someones facebook status i cant type argh do u remeber a second ago there is rlly no present if you are alwayrembering the past whivh id like a second ago weirdness sooo
Abbie
i remember foundly the feelings in which i had towards the girl. i was not yet in love with her but would do anything to one day be so. the the fateful day came when she revealed how she did not feel the same way and ended my hopes of having her. so now as i write i feel nothing less than i did in the memory and so i remain broken. i hold close this feeling making me human and real, and live on. for knowing that it is better to love and lost than to have never loved at all.
clint fagin
Je me souviens de Casablanca, lorsque je l’ai d
Marion
remmeber something that is totally off the walla nd you laugh about it for ten minutes because when you remember it its brings back those feelings at the time of happening. do you remmember? i remember….how can you not remember something like that? do you forget? noo,, you have to remember. remembering is good
felicia higinbotham
i don’t remember anything about these days the lost of an illusion of a day to day base is anything but what i have wanted i remember the lost of you and the lost of a thought i remember loosing it.
Johnny G
yaşam acımasız ve bizden ne istediği
mugg
God is so good I cannot express the freedom he gives us all with the power of free will. It is up to us to choose Him, know this and be free. Do not assume you know what God can, or isn’t just Believe God IS.
Belle
memories. There was a time my grandfather took my sister and I to the dump and said, “you can have anything you want, but only one thing.” I got a fridgerator rack. It is my favorite memory of my childhood.
Casey
i never remember words I cannot spell I wish I could I would be a better writer but perhaps that is the point just keep writing a(at least I can spell that word) writing! Opps! Tie a string around my finger and this will help me maybe.
one day I was walking along a beach. Scratch that, no one actually does it, but it is the sympathetic lies that everyone is supposed to think of when they see something like remember. Remember is supposed to be nostalgic, but in fact, just as often, it hurts like hell.
remember the 5th of novemrber, i can never remember the rest of that thing not sure why im doing this cas i cant not think about waht im writing although i can not spot spelling mistakes
remember that time that we walked down to the waterfront and i held your hand when we walked back up? that was probably one of the nights i realized i really wanted to be your friend and be with you forever. maybe that was when i started to love you a little bit. it was really nice. i remember about a year later we would be going down to the waterfront to lie together in the rain and then we would go into the shed and you would tell me that your mom got cancer and that you were scared and i would hold you and tell you not to worry.
i remember a pony in my backyard and then i went over to the corner store and killed Patrick because he is interrupting my thought because his penis is broken and he is grumpy about his gastro-intestinal disorder. After that we ate a pie called Jimmy.
I remember when I locked you in the basement. I felt so bad. You were crying and crying, and I couldn’t do anything about it. Even today, I remember what it was like, hearing your tears and red face through the door. Sometimes, I lock myself in the basement and try to embody the horrible torture and loneliness you must of felt. I try to get myself to cry
But i can’t.
remember the time when you weren’t afraid to speak up? now it just stays inside your mind and blurs everything around you. remember the time when you had a voice? you have been so silent recently you can’t remember what it sounded like? remember when you had guts? oh wait, maybe you never had them to start with. you need to stand up for yourself more.
Remember to forget.
The important things will come back to you and be around forever. The things that we yearn to cling to will not be important days, years from now.
good times on the beach
drunken fights
broken hearted sobbing
ego’s always in the way
talk the talk
remember when what we had could have been great?
but you abandoned in a moment of impatience
Memory is a pathway to a reality constructed to suit the observer. Remember the time?
I forgot to remember that I was always supposed to remember what I forget. To remember not to forget is always harder than remembering right out of the box. I’ve always tried to remember all kinds of things. Like being a good daughter a good sister, a great friend. I want to remember to respect my family and my friends. It is better to rembember to
I remember so muc. From as far back as I go, I’ve always considered myself a learner and a teacher. I guess thats why I feel so stupid now. Ive expected way too much.
i remember back in the day before my dog sammi died. she would chase her tail and would always bark and roll around on her stomach. She was a small dog, no more than 13 pounds, a chiuaha, but I never learned how to spell the name. She was kind of fat, but it was just because we spoiled her too much. She always ate people food and we were very lazy but loving to her. She lived a good 6 and a half years and she will never be forgotten. I will always love my first dog Sammi. I know shes away from pain.
Remember. Remember the good times. Try , try to forget the bad times.
I’ve tried so hard to forget the bad times, but the more I think about it, the more I can only remember the times that I hate myself. The times that nothing good was happening. The more I remember the more I wish I would forgot.
walk to remember i remember my mother and her surprise pumpkin bread and the fall months when i was a kid in petaluma. i remember remembering and wishing to be in the past is that bad? that’s bad. i wish i could go home. i want to go home i remember feeling warm there at home.
Remember the times that we had…you know…the ones that we said that we’d never forget?
remember all the times we were together, both in body and in mind. all the wonderful pastimes we shared. all the great stories we had. all the fun we had going to places. flying and doing impossible things. we will never be so happy. only with eachother. remember me. remember us. how we were. how happy we were. remember our lives together.
the process of recalling the past. Both good and bad. Some people live only in the past, and others use the past to build a better future. that is key.
learn from the past
i remember that day which was yesterday where he broke my heart and he isn’t even mine. i remember last night when he stood over my best friend and touched her hair. i remember last night when i watched silently as he held her, wondering why we hadn’t exchanged more than a few words of regret all night.
Remember when everything in life was still to be explored?
Remember when the feeling wasn’t familiar; being ignored?
I remember walking threw the streets. Friends follow you, enemies chase you. stopping only for pizza.
I always forget things. Everything. it worries me, i lose keys i loase books, i lose myself. I hate it. I forget birthdays and holidays and shift times at work. I can’t seem to remember the days of the week half the time. I’m old before my time. Lost in the abyss of too much for my small, insignificant brain.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November. The gun powder treason and plot. I can see of no reason, who the gun powder treason should ever be, forgot.
there is nothing to remember, yet nothing is forgotten nor to be forgotten, nothing lost, only now exists, here with you, this moment, lost in your eyes, mesmerized… simply lost for words…
Memory, memories… Is it the act of remembering? I don’t know when my first memory is. My internal chronology is not linear and I have flashes of remembrance, vivid flashes that haunt me. I remember my first bunny, I don’t know how old. I remember my daycare, and being scared of the daycare provider’s son. I remember skinning my knee and walking my bike home. These things are not remembered in sequence or reference to anything. I just remember them.
I remember this one time me and a friend went to this one place . I never came back. He never came back. We got stuck in that parrallel dimension, that one state
I will remember today. No doubt. Today was fantastic. The connection between us. The embrace we shared. Bodies intertwined in a lustful moment.
Remember when we ran for the clicker even though you couldn’t really run? I never let you win. I knew you wanted me to think of you as not having any disability, or lag, that you were just as fast as me. You were the bravest person I ever met, you always moved onward, even through the pain, and the pain of not knowing what would happen next with your body. As the years passed I had forgotten just how agile you were. You were a miracle man, surviving so much that I could never have gone through. You made us a family, yet I knew you could always be on your own, needing no one but your wonder of the world. You could always keep yourself amused much more than I could. And the best thing was you always made me laugh and I could always just be myself. I could never do those really silly things with anyone else. Where are you now? I thought you would be blowing in my ear like you promised after you’d gone. Maybe it’s not allowed where you are, but if possible, please find some way to contact me and let me know you are happy and once again healthy! I love you and miss you. I hope you are running and having lots of fun.
Remember when we kissed on the fair grounds behind the balloons?
a walk to remember, i loved the movie, good theme, i dont remeber things very well, such as today my moms birthday and i forgot. i try to remember but it doesnt work. i say write it to my but i dont know. because i am lazy i think.
think and know about something in your past just forget and then know about it
i remember i remember wen i lost my mind that is a song it was also just someones facebook status i cant type argh do u remeber a second ago there is rlly no present if you are alwayrembering the past whivh id like a second ago weirdness sooo
i remember foundly the feelings in which i had towards the girl. i was not yet in love with her but would do anything to one day be so. the the fateful day came when she revealed how she did not feel the same way and ended my hopes of having her. so now as i write i feel nothing less than i did in the memory and so i remain broken. i hold close this feeling making me human and real, and live on. for knowing that it is better to love and lost than to have never loved at all.
Je me souviens de Casablanca, lorsque je l’ai d
remmeber something that is totally off the walla nd you laugh about it for ten minutes because when you remember it its brings back those feelings at the time of happening. do you remmember? i remember….how can you not remember something like that? do you forget? noo,, you have to remember. remembering is good
i don’t remember anything about these days the lost of an illusion of a day to day base is anything but what i have wanted i remember the lost of you and the lost of a thought i remember loosing it.
yaşam acımasız ve bizden ne istediği
God is so good I cannot express the freedom he gives us all with the power of free will. It is up to us to choose Him, know this and be free. Do not assume you know what God can, or isn’t just Believe God IS.
memories. There was a time my grandfather took my sister and I to the dump and said, “you can have anything you want, but only one thing.” I got a fridgerator rack. It is my favorite memory of my childhood.
i never remember words I cannot spell I wish I could I would be a better writer but perhaps that is the point just keep writing a(at least I can spell that word) writing! Opps! Tie a string around my finger and this will help me maybe.