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  1. i love the past and hate it at the same time. it hurts to think about it but also fills me with love. i wish i could go into the past and relive it. especailly when my mom was still living. but thats why its called the past.

    By josie URL on 11.28.2012

  2. He passed his past – aghast at the contrast from the vast lambaste.

    By Marianne URL on 11.28.2012

  3. I have a past just like you have a past. The past, well it is indeed past. The mememies of my loved ones haunt my being. They chill my bones. They come to see me sometimes just like they were in past. My memories keep me company just like the bones of my fathers haunt me telling me to spend my days moving on and changing.

    By adriane on 11.28.2012

  4. My past is full of pain and confusion. People think it’s good to forget the past but if it wasn’t for my past then I would be a totally different person. Sometimes I think it is good to experience some sort of pain, it makes people stronger.

    By Matty URL on 11.28.2012

  5. What’s left in the past stays in the past. I missed a chance, and now I’m missing out on someone fantastic. He makes me feel almost real, he makes me smile, and I missed my chance. Mistakes happen in the past, but they stay with you still.

    By Kat on 11.28.2012

  6. It’s what passed, not the present. Since the present now has passed it has gone to the past. We remember the past through photos, films, memories and it sometimes make us laugh, cry and more. We should not forget it because it’s what makes us who we are and what we’ll be.

    By gilcobsladder on 11.28.2012

  7. my past is not that special, like everyone thinks it should be. i dont have any problems, i dont havent had anything bad happen to me really. everyone says we all have our secrets, but what are mine? I almost wish something bad would happen to me, just so i wasnt so perfect. its awful and ill regret it later, but thats how i feel.

    By madeline URL on 11.28.2012

  8. the past is the past
    the future is the future
    the present is now
    lets live in it then,
    and not worry and wallow
    about what was or what will be
    because it’s these times that matter
    no matter how hard you try not to believe it,
    they are
    we just have to make the best and hope everything goes well
    and everyone makes it out,
    so are the games that life plays.

    By all4imagination URL on 11.28.2012

  9. “Passt bloß auf, wenn ihr das tut! Ihr wisst ja gar nicht, was da alles passieren kann.” Die Frau in roter Schürze und passendem Kopftuch schüttelte den Wischmopp aus, griff den riesigen langhaarigen Hund am Halsband und zog ihn die Treppe hoch, den Mopp trug sie über der Schulter.

    By Eli URL on 11.28.2012

  10. My past is a mess. Sometimes, I like to hide it. Sometimes, I like to hide from it. Both are useless. What’s there is there and I shouldn’t be ashamed or afraid or sad because of it. It’s made me who I am today. Yes, I have regrets. Few, but still some. But even those make me who I am.

    By Jodi URL on 11.28.2012

  11. Being broke having to ask for favors,needing so much and wanting the best! It’s all in the past now all my needs have been met!

    By ldydai22 URL on 11.28.2012

  12. I love the past. And I hate it. I love thinking and reminiscing on the past memories and moments. It give me a sense of life, real true life. But the past can hurt and can be a bad thing as well.
    So don’t live in the past. Live in the now.

    By Amber on 11.28.2012

  13. We forgive past mistakes when we link our hands, and curl our fingers tight against each other. We don’t have to see our eyes to know that we have taken our breath and healed.

    By darseyrsm URL on 11.28.2012

  14. It doesn’t exist. You will constantly relive moments from it. It becomes your present. It changes everything and affects your actions. It is your future. The past is current, alive, and kicking. Regret.

    By Kayla on 11.28.2012

  15. In the end, Miriam lied to her AA sponsor, the hypnotist and the rest of the group. They were right and she was glad they’d insisted on her participation. Past life regression had indeed unlocked a door to the darkness in her soul and she was ready to forge a new path.

    In truth, she’d felt nothing and spent the hour staring at the insides of her eyelids.

    By penny dreadful URL on 11.28.2012

  16. The past kept troubling her; all of the horrors of war and murder constantly following her wherever she went. She knew that she had to leave it all behind, but somehow it kept crawling back wherever she fled to.

    By Neta Shikoba URL on 11.28.2012

  17. The past is something that can be changed.
    You look at events in such a nostalgic way, through rose-colored glasses or through shame.
    What did you do? How are you now?
    Do you regret it or do you not?

    By Sabrina on 11.28.2012

  18. i don’t want to talk about my past, never never never nevernevernevererrrrrrrrrr
    my childhood is one giant foggy mystery with short bright flashes of unsignificant and painful memories

    By pij_sirup URL on 11.28.2012

  19. My past is a different country. Some of it good, some bad. I have been blessed by God in many ways. Some disappointments, but who hasn’t had those? it could have been much, much worse. I am blessed.

    By Ijay on 11.28.2012

  20. history present future tense done finished beautiful ancient civilizations pharaohs pyramids

    By Ahmed on 11.28.2012

  21. past present future. past is the things you do that have already happened.

    By Tiffany URL on 11.28.2012

  22. Here and there, I passed by so many places it’s become impossible to count. I look ahead on the trail and see my future laying before me. When I turn around to look back at the familiar, I realize that there is nothing for me in my past, because that’s where I’m emerging from.

    By Theresa URL on 11.28.2012

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    By A-Rad on 11.28.2012

  24. the finitude of breath
    fell away into an ocean
    of infinite inhalation,
    release after release,
    you danced the freest dance
    of sea grass
    across the colors 
    of my loves coral reef
    built in the warm waters of belief 
    that you would one day come past.

    By drew URL on 11.28.2012

  25. It was all in the past. That’s what everyone kept telling her. The thing no one knew is her mind brought it up every single night without fail, sometimes even waking her up. She wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep for hours every time. It may have happened in the past, but it wasn’t in the past. It still haunted her.

    By Rena URL on 11.28.2012

  26. The past is a phantom, a demon, an ugly head that rears itself when it’s least expected and least welcome. It can be comfort, sometimes. Rose tinted and pretend. But the harshest parts are real. Seen accurately. Through 20:20 hindsight vision.

    By Elle Bee on 11.28.2012

  27. Something we try to escape from, but can’t. It shapes us, it makes us, and can sometimes break us. It can hinder growth if you keep thinking about it, but can facilitate progress if you want to change it. We can change our past, only by living right in the present, and planning ahead in our future. The past is there for us to learn from, but we shouldn’t be stuck in it, for it can consume us entirely.

    By Muse URL on 11.28.2012

  28. past. i remember my past as if it was yesterday. how could i forget? it is what some would call unforgetable. some also say that you should forget the past and move forward.

    this doesn’t happen to a girl like me. i have experienced so many unforgetable moments.
    why, i live in the past, my dear!

    By kathpine98 URL on 11.28.2012

  29. We lived in the past in a time where life was slower and we moved in a pace that let things settle. He was 12 and I was 13 and I thought that the life we had was perfect in our world. It was a life full of past mistakes, and past problems and the problems that the current world has transformed into issues and conflicts. Then they were simple things, or we were simpler people. And I liked it that way. I don’t know him anymore, or myself. Whatever our past was it was a better version of the present.

    By Poop on 11.28.2012

  30. The past is a beautiful thing. It truly is something we cannot comprehend. Much like the future, the past is mysterious, unknown and forgotten. However, understanding your past can help you see your future. But truth be told, the past is only what it is based upon your interpretation of the events of your life or other’s.

    By Spencer on 11.28.2012

  31. The past is a difficult subject to deal with. I don’t like to think about the past. Or the scars. The scars are part of my past, though. For you to better know me, to know how I think and feel, you have to know about my scars.

    By Dezarae Osborne on 11.28.2012

  32. my past has nothing to do with me. its awful and dark and i will never go back it. i hate some of the people there and love others. i cant stand to think about it at times and others thats all i can think about. i live in the past, i live it all the time and cant help it. it will tear me apart if i dont stop.

    By savannah on 11.28.2012

  33. My past is complicated, but so is his. So what if sometimes I don’t believe he didn’t kiss her? I did things just as bad, just not while we were together. It’s hard to think about him with anyone but me because he is everything to me and without him.. who am I? I won’t be one of those girls who need their guys to exist, but I do.. He’s my everything and I can’t be without him even for a moment. ♥

    By Maya Celeste on 11.28.2012

  34. Walking past something from my past. I passed her as she parsed the Times, searching for photos to clip. She used to send them to me, now she sends them to her father. We haven’t spoken in thirteen months.

    By Alis Oxylus URL on 11.28.2012

  35. the past haunts me. every time i look back, there is none to be worrying again. everything was done. why i still haunted by the past?

    By Eligia V. A. URL on 11.28.2012

  36. The past is a frightening thing.

    It could be a monster, or a phantom, or a ghoul. But most often, that’s not what the time you left behind is. The scariest thing to see when you look back is not regrets or pain or sorrow.

    The scariest thing to see behind you is yourself.

    By Helena URL on 11.28.2012

  37. Things change and people change and everything changes
    And in the past you’d never think that you’d end up how you are now
    Ruined and broken and confiding in a single person
    A person you don’t even know
    In the past you were happy
    No more

    By Poppy URL on 11.28.2012

  38. The past means everything and nothing. I hate looking back to a time of the past in my life, as nothing significant has happened. I’d much rather learn about the past of the past. I want to learn about dinosoaurs and colonial times.

    By Mikayla URL on 11.28.2012

  39. Past or present. Old or new. Friends or enemies.Peace or chaos. Heaven or Hell. Day or night. Love or hate. Life or death. Nothing or everything. We are the past of the future.

    By Mikayla URL on 11.28.2012

  40. Your past is an amazing thing. It’ll make or break you. You learn so much from past mistakes you have made and it makes you a better person. Regret nothing and live for the moment.

    By Molly URL on 11.28.2012