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By Noah on 11.28.2012
in love with women
memories of women
memories of women
memories of girls
memories of girls who became women
my first love
beating me verbally with bullshit
and a club
and a belt
even though he never literally did any of that
other than the verbal abuse
and a fist fight now and then
that I had with my dad
but he’s my fucking dad…
By Wolf-Tiger on 11.28.2012
The past is something we seem to always want to hang onto. As if we have the ability to change it somehow. It’s time to let go and realize that it is what it is and to in order to make change, we must focus on today.
By Jackie URL on 11.28.2012
i’ve already written about past so this is weird
why did the same word come up twice?
past rhymes with ass
without a “t” so not really
thinking about a girl i like
have a crush on
it’s a little sour but sweet
what a lame attempt at
where am I?
By Wolf-Tiger URL on 11.28.2012
Get past it. Keep telling yourself that. The past is not the present and when you look back it makes you sad and happy. And these are the things that you can’t really change.
By Christie URL on 11.28.2012
The past is the past. The future is the future. Now is the present. Past past past. The past is four letters long. This is what happens when something already has happened… in the past. It’s not the now or the future. But it has already happened. Oh no!
By A-Rad on 11.28.2012
The past is like an doorway to an older version of you. The past can be good or bad. The past is inevitable . The past is gaunteed to always be there, unlike the future. The past is a nice solid reminder of who you once were
By Amber Cabassa on 11.28.2012
The past. It’s not the present. It’s not a gift. Most certainly not in my case… filled with death of my loved ones, with sadness, failures, and regret. The past is past for no good reason, and I shouldn’t have made it here. But there’s this thing that fights the past, and that’s the future. Hope. The power of
By Cameron on 11.28.2012
its insane how much it affects my present. every day im stumped baffled and plagued by the thoughts of the events of my past. i feel it in my head in my heart in my actions. i want to shake it and i can only when the present outweighs my past. it does. but whats truth? when you never got any closure of what was real and not.
By emma on 11.28.2012
The leftovers were great but there was always more than we could eat.
By Sean on 11.28.2012
I don’t know what to think of the past. It’s a long time ago. Childhood was complicated. I hated my parents then and sometimes still do now, but I see how bratty and annoying I was. I don’t know how they put up with me. I think it’s the Aspergers or anxiety thing. I wish they had me tested. I hated shoes- refused to wear them. And I hated socks and tights. I still do. They feel awful, like most clothing with weird textures.
By Jessica on 11.28.2012
i stare at this screen blankly
and sink as the word “past” is presented before me
there is too much, i think to myself, to write it all down
to write any of it down
associations purely with pain
it is there
it will always be there
a part of me
a representation of growth
and the hardships that are necessary for growth to begin
By jill URL on 11.28.2012
My past haunted me. I didn’t know what to do about this new occurrence, and it sent me through deja vu. I was afraid to make the same mistakes again, but this boy was perfect, and his hands were warm and inviting.
By Kristina URL on 11.28.2012
i remember very well the first time i met stephanie. Well, I actually don’t. Maybe it was in the subjects fair, or maybe in the dayroom. Is it really that important?
No, I don’t think that changed our relationship at all, had we met somewhere else, the relationship would be, at least in the essentials, the same.
By Teresa on 11.28.2012
The past can be overwhelming sometimes. It can be hard to forget. Hard to let go of. Sometimes the past’s a huge part of your present… Well, it is in any situations, actually, since your past experiences make you who you are and all this. So maybe you shouldn’t forget your past… You should just learn from it and move on.
By Taiaiai on 11.28.2012
Everything was better then. The time before the ultimatum was the best of my life, though I couldn’t realize it yet. If I could go back and change it I would. But I can’t. So I just have to move on, live, and try not to regret what I’ve done.
By Sara URL on 11.28.2012
Past is something i wish i could recreate, it is something i choose to keep living in. Past is the only thing that seems real anymore. It is the knowing of the unknown.
By sheridan on 11.28.2012
The past is fleeting. The past is a bitch. The past keeps you up at night in a cold sweat or with a stupid grin. It’s lovely and horrible and everything and nothing because no matter what you do you can’t get it back but you can’t get rid of it. It’s who we are and what we are trying to escape all at once. Fuck the past. Those were the days.
By Hikaru Chord URL on 11.28.2012
in the past i’ve been a bitch. nobody seemed to like the way i treated them. my family turned their backs on me and i didnt understand why. until my mother made me realise i needed to be nice in the future.
By Katie McKenzie on 11.28.2012
No passado as pessoas viviam suas vidas livremente e tinham costumes diferentes dos que existem atualmente. Se eu gostaria de voltar ao passado? Acho que a pergunta certa seria se alguém NÃO gostaria? Muitos gostariam de mudar decisões, escolhas ou até mesmo
By Clara on 11.28.2012
the past is what we run from
the past is what defines us
why do we do this
why can’t we run from it
Past has already occured
leave it there.
By Zy on 11.28.2012
yesterday is past.
you can dwell on it or you can move ahead,
Learning from the past but hoping for a bright future.
By Robin on 11.28.2012
The threat of the regret my past could cost me is ever present. What if I never become what I aspire to? What if I take a wrong turn that can never be rectified?
By EmilyH URL on 11.28.2012
In the past I lived with a guy who beat up my mum was a twat and someone who I doesn’t deserve the title ‘dad’. I’ve discovered the people who mean a lot to me and ones who are bitches. Life is good and the
By Kirsten on 11.28.2012
In the past we went to Disney World. We had A LOT of fun. Everyone loved it. I hope one day we will go to disney world again. We met Mickey and Minnie, Pluto, and even Goofy. We have the best magical memories in Disney World.
By Grace URL on 11.28.2012
What is the past? Is it something we try to remember or something we try to forget? Can it be a tool? Can we use it to guide us, help us make decisions, or warn us of forgotten mistakes? We can put things “in” the past. We can stay “trapped” in the past. Is it a good thing, or a bad thing? What is the past?
By Gina Beck on 11.28.2012
The truth is that the past is gone never to berepeated. White Castle, now nothing more than ruins with gray towers uneven against the clear blue skies. The battles fought now meaningless as history is forgotten. Only a lore repeated in the whispers of night remains soon to be silenced.
By KC on 11.28.2012
My past has shaped who I am now. Through all my struggles, defeats, and successes, I am have become who I am today because of my past. But what exactly is the past? You are always only one second ahead of the past, one second behind the future. What a strange thought to think of time flowing as such.
By Jason URL on 11.28.2012
I prefer not to the think about the past. I am perpetually embarrassed when I think back to how I used to behave. It might be natural or it might just be me. How could I have been so innocent, so overconfident, so guileless? I am, to an extent, proud of who I am now. But when I look back to who I am now in the future, I’ll no doubt be disgusted.
By tennismoker URL on 11.28.2012
the past is a great time to look at because many people have died on our honor, a lot of people have fought to keep the people now alive. The past also had dinos! I like them.
By rebecca smithson URL on 11.28.2012
The past is not the present, it is nor the future. The past is past tense and that’s just about it. Things happen, time changes, but we leave the past behind, anything that happened in the past we really shouldn’t mind
By Joe Marris on 11.28.2012
The past is full of pain and sorrow. But I remember the good times, too. I recall my fourth birthday party – I received a BraveHeart the Lion stuffed animal. He had the power to chase away all my bad dreams, because he was too scary for them to stay. Yes, that was the past. Now, I know that Jesus keeps me safe, and I have power in His Name. The past makes us who we are. The present prepares us. The future gives us something to look forward to. The past – it has shaped who I am today. Because of my past, I am me.
By Melissa URL on 11.28.2012
Creation at our finger tips, and we’re on our ledges, falling fast. Because we’ve been burnished by our past.
By Sara on 11.28.2012
the past still looms over me
i cant quite escape it
time and time again I try and try
the past still looms over me.
By marina on 11.28.2012
The world is at our finger-tips. We’re perched on our ledges, falling fast. Because we’ve been burnished by our past.
i wanna leave it behind! want to let go of my past and of all the things that are holding me back. Some things in my past chase me but i try to escape them. But whatever I do my past is part of me, of who i am becoming.
By Ann on 11.28.2012
Sometime in the past. Watermelons and smiling ginger haired freckle faced children. You can’t remember what but you know it was important somehow. You roll over and sigh, the last time.
By marengo URL on 11.28.2012
Well well well… See those words i just wrote? They are now in the past.
My past is different from those past words. I don’t like my past.
It’s very…. Difficult. Very hard to explain, I WOULD explain it, but I’d need more than 60 seconds to explain it. See? now THOSE words are in the past. Every other word. Now part of my history. And not just mine. But this computer and yours, to whoever decides to read this lovely piece of writing.
By Kiki Hoehn on 11.28.2012
Remember the past with fondness, hold it dear to your heart, keep the secrets locked away, learn from mistakes, keep the photos close, family closer, love always.
By Sofia on 11.28.2012
The past said, don’t wait. Go on without me. And the angels up around me cried, screamed, gold foil peeling off their tissue paper lungs. And they said, forget about it. Move on. I can’t. Your hand is a vice around my neck. Your breath is a disease. How? How can I forget?
By Kas on 11.28.2012
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