always remember the people who love you and are always there for you. never forget, good things will come from everything.
everything happens for a reason. remember to love, it is the only thing that matters.
I remember a lot. I remember a lot from when I was a child. I remember taking music lessons, going to school, being happy being sad, being angry. I really remember being angry a lot.
I’m not so angry now, and it’s a part of my childhood that I don’t particularly miss.
I don’t remember when it all started. One minute I was sitting at my desk, working on my paperwork and the next I heard Laura screaming from the cubicle next door. I’m going to have to assume that survival instinct took over because I don’t remember what happened between then and now, where’ I’m sitting outside Detroit, watching it burn.
i remember the days when the sun tasted like salt on my arms. laying on the beach like it was the end of the world, letting time lay on my stomach like a dog or an old friend. its hot. the kind of hot where you feel your skin shrivel in seconds. in miliseconds.
i remember that time when you fell down the steps of our old porch. the paint was peeling and your knee was scraped. you cried and mother came from the kitchen, wringing her hands in the damp towel. she had been doing the dishes.
As long as I can remember, he was long and lean. Not an ounce of fat and not an ounce of meanness about the man. But lately, something has changed. Something stirs him, and I can’t help but wonder what the toll has taken.
I have a memory of a time so horrendous that to look back upon it causes nothing but the worst of grievances to resurface. I remember the look in her eyes of complete disdain, I remember the look of adoration, and both singe like single moments in history where ever
i think i remember doing this one already. remembering to remember is fairly important i would say. it reminds us of who we are, who we were and probably helps us define who it is we want to be when we grow up.
ill always remember my first boyfriend. even all the horrible things he did to me, ill always remember him. ill always remeber my grandmas, for they have both died. and i will always remember all things ive lost, gained and all the memories made from dancing in the rain to punching a pillow when i was 7. ill remember all the tears i shed and all the smiles i smiled and all the faces i saw.
When we used to plan our days instead of just splaying ourselves in front of this glaring screen. We used to take part in life now we stalk a stranger, a person of fiction, from the comfort of our living room.
i remember when my jparents didn’t think i was the worst kid. I used to be the best and the favorite… but now unfortunately i’m at the bottom of the totem pole and there is really nothing i can do about it. i wish i was still that perfect child but as i grow older pleasing my parents is no longer the number one thing on my mind.
I remember when we first met- you were so shy, you hardly dared to look at me. You commented on my little red book, my book of poems. I told you that I liked poems, and offered to let you read the book. You denied; I hoped it was because you wanted to talk to me more.
Remember the year at summer camp when we all snuck out to go skinny dipping in the lake? Joey stepped on a snapping turtle and then went streaking through the camp with the turtle latched to his big toe.
an elegant cupcake embroidered with pearls and multi-coloured sprinkles – oh how i feel simple, incomparable to you as you sit tall and proud on your napkin.
I cant remember the last time at had a meeting with a flying monkey about falling trees. But this was the most crazy one of all. The flying monkey did not stop throwing
Remember how I told you all those things? How you cared for me? I lied. Am I sorry? No. Because now I have you all to myself. I know I’m awful, but I can’t stop loving you. Please stay with me, just a while longer. And remember all the good things about me. Forget everything else. Please. I love you.
I remember all the times I have shared with my dad. Going to the supermarket at dawn, watching movies together, sharing jokes. I will always remember. I remember all the times I have had with my friends too. My friends at highschool, even though I will be leaving them.
There are so many things we regret. So many chances we had. Things we could do, places we could see, and now it’s all gone. People say everyone gets a second chance. Not us.
dont forget things that are special. a memory may be all thiat is left of someone/something you loved never try to replace memories with stuff that is not important. memories are precious. it is important not to forget even small things. there can be large consequences for forgetting. a missed opportunity, perhaps? never toreturn.
I remember the time when the words came easily. I remember the time when I was young and carefree. I remember the time when things were simple. I remember the time when I had no stress. I remember the time when I was able to do what I want. I remember the time when I was free, yet tethered to reality.
Remember that time when we stared at the stars. It seemed like no one was around and there was miles of empty land. Remember when we believed that we would always be best friends and nothing would go wrong. Remember when I went home crying in the harsh sunlight.
I remember, I remember it all. I remember seeing you and your real girlfriend in the car next to my work place. I remember praying that you would never say no to me. I remember hoping you would love me.
Remember remember the 5th of November the gun power treason and plot. I know of know reason the gun power treason should ever be forgot. Remember me, even when I’m old and gray remember me as I was. Young and vibrate with nothing to lose. Remember me as the rebellious high school student wanting to break all the rules.
“Remember,” she said, “who I once was. I held all of your shadows into the palm of my hand and I was changed. Remember I have loved you for everything that was inside you. Remember I matched shadow for shadow and ray of light for ray of light. Remember that I, too, was your soulmate.”
I remember when grass seemed greener than it is now. When the blue sky held more promise than I can even imagine anymore. Innocence ran rampant and I had not a care in the world. I remember those days… they’re gone now.
My earliest memories are all of me being left behind or hurt, scraping my knee or fighting for attention. Now my recent ones are about love, friendship, acceptance and fun. I had no idea I felt this way until this exact moment and it makes me very happy.
so many things swirling around the inside of this head of mine. breathtaking moments, tender touches, brilliant sunrises. the bare plunge into icy waters. who could ever forget these things, things that have shaped who i am?
I remember my life as a normal kid a life filled with love care and toys. no judging no hate no lust no sin, just innocennce. it was a time of joy and happiness, i loved it. i
I remember many things. But definitely not as many things as I have forgotten. I remember sitting on the swings. With him. Dancing in the rain. With him. Taking walks. Again, with him. I remember blueberry songs with sweet peach suns and tea on the porch and laughing in the swing. I remember everything. But nothing. Nothing without him. And so there is nothing.
I rmember so much about my childhood, and always wish to return to its simplicuty and peace. Having no resposibilities and being able to spend days without working, spending time with friends, and building relationships that have lasted a lifetime were some of the most joyous times and continue to comfort me through times of tribulation.
i hope
that
maybe someday
i can meet him again
it’s hard
but
i don’t know
first love?
last love?
only love?
it’s only love?
i’m missing him already
always remember the people who love you and are always there for you. never forget, good things will come from everything.
everything happens for a reason. remember to love, it is the only thing that matters.
remember that you can do everything whatever you wish. That is your inner energy which make you sucessed in your life. so get ready ……………………….
Hurrey
thinking. god. family. parents. fun
I remember a lot. I remember a lot from when I was a child. I remember taking music lessons, going to school, being happy being sad, being angry. I really remember being angry a lot.
I’m not so angry now, and it’s a part of my childhood that I don’t particularly miss.
I don’t remember when it all started. One minute I was sitting at my desk, working on my paperwork and the next I heard Laura screaming from the cubicle next door. I’m going to have to assume that survival instinct took over because I don’t remember what happened between then and now, where’ I’m sitting outside Detroit, watching it burn.
i remember the days when the sun tasted like salt on my arms. laying on the beach like it was the end of the world, letting time lay on my stomach like a dog or an old friend. its hot. the kind of hot where you feel your skin shrivel in seconds. in miliseconds.
i remember that time when you fell down the steps of our old porch. the paint was peeling and your knee was scraped. you cried and mother came from the kitchen, wringing her hands in the damp towel. she had been doing the dishes.
As long as I can remember, he was long and lean. Not an ounce of fat and not an ounce of meanness about the man. But lately, something has changed. Something stirs him, and I can’t help but wonder what the toll has taken.
I have a memory of a time so horrendous that to look back upon it causes nothing but the worst of grievances to resurface. I remember the look in her eyes of complete disdain, I remember the look of adoration, and both singe like single moments in history where ever
i think i remember doing this one already. remembering to remember is fairly important i would say. it reminds us of who we are, who we were and probably helps us define who it is we want to be when we grow up.
ill always remember my first boyfriend. even all the horrible things he did to me, ill always remember him. ill always remeber my grandmas, for they have both died. and i will always remember all things ive lost, gained and all the memories made from dancing in the rain to punching a pillow when i was 7. ill remember all the tears i shed and all the smiles i smiled and all the faces i saw.
When we used to plan our days instead of just splaying ourselves in front of this glaring screen. We used to take part in life now we stalk a stranger, a person of fiction, from the comfort of our living room.
i remember when my jparents didn’t think i was the worst kid. I used to be the best and the favorite… but now unfortunately i’m at the bottom of the totem pole and there is really nothing i can do about it. i wish i was still that perfect child but as i grow older pleasing my parents is no longer the number one thing on my mind.
i remember being a child.i remember being a teenager.i remember being an adult.and now i am not alive anymore.
Remember when we met? You were short and I was crazy, we walked and we talked and I fell in love. Look at us now.
I remember when we first met- you were so shy, you hardly dared to look at me. You commented on my little red book, my book of poems. I told you that I liked poems, and offered to let you read the book. You denied; I hoped it was because you wanted to talk to me more.
Remember the year at summer camp when we all snuck out to go skinny dipping in the lake? Joey stepped on a snapping turtle and then went streaking through the camp with the turtle latched to his big toe.
an elegant cupcake embroidered with pearls and multi-coloured sprinkles – oh how i feel simple, incomparable to you as you sit tall and proud on your napkin.
I cant remember the last time at had a meeting with a flying monkey about falling trees. But this was the most crazy one of all. The flying monkey did not stop throwing
Remember how I told you all those things? How you cared for me? I lied. Am I sorry? No. Because now I have you all to myself. I know I’m awful, but I can’t stop loving you. Please stay with me, just a while longer. And remember all the good things about me. Forget everything else. Please. I love you.
I remember all the times I have shared with my dad. Going to the supermarket at dawn, watching movies together, sharing jokes. I will always remember. I remember all the times I have had with my friends too. My friends at highschool, even though I will be leaving them.
There are so many things we regret. So many chances we had. Things we could do, places we could see, and now it’s all gone. People say everyone gets a second chance. Not us.
dont forget things that are special. a memory may be all thiat is left of someone/something you loved never try to replace memories with stuff that is not important. memories are precious. it is important not to forget even small things. there can be large consequences for forgetting. a missed opportunity, perhaps? never toreturn.
i already wrote about remember like 2 days in a row. dont know what im doing wrong haha
I remember the time when the words came easily. I remember the time when I was young and carefree. I remember the time when things were simple. I remember the time when I had no stress. I remember the time when I was able to do what I want. I remember the time when I was free, yet tethered to reality.
Remember that time when we stared at the stars. It seemed like no one was around and there was miles of empty land. Remember when we believed that we would always be best friends and nothing would go wrong. Remember when I went home crying in the harsh sunlight.
I remember, I remember it all. I remember seeing you and your real girlfriend in the car next to my work place. I remember praying that you would never say no to me. I remember hoping you would love me.
when my heart broke?
remember me
good times
laughter
remember the other day when?
how could you
Remember remember the 5th of November the gun power treason and plot. I know of know reason the gun power treason should ever be forgot. Remember me, even when I’m old and gray remember me as I was. Young and vibrate with nothing to lose. Remember me as the rebellious high school student wanting to break all the rules.
“Remember,” she said, “who I once was. I held all of your shadows into the palm of my hand and I was changed. Remember I have loved you for everything that was inside you. Remember I matched shadow for shadow and ray of light for ray of light. Remember that I, too, was your soulmate.”
Oh, sweet memory. You are the one I miss the most. I think so at least. It’s hard to say. I can’t remember.
I remember when grass seemed greener than it is now. When the blue sky held more promise than I can even imagine anymore. Innocence ran rampant and I had not a care in the world. I remember those days… they’re gone now.
My earliest memories are all of me being left behind or hurt, scraping my knee or fighting for attention. Now my recent ones are about love, friendship, acceptance and fun. I had no idea I felt this way until this exact moment and it makes me very happy.
so many things swirling around the inside of this head of mine. breathtaking moments, tender touches, brilliant sunrises. the bare plunge into icy waters. who could ever forget these things, things that have shaped who i am?
I remember my life as a normal kid a life filled with love care and toys. no judging no hate no lust no sin, just innocennce. it was a time of joy and happiness, i loved it. i
I remember many things. But definitely not as many things as I have forgotten. I remember sitting on the swings. With him. Dancing in the rain. With him. Taking walks. Again, with him. I remember blueberry songs with sweet peach suns and tea on the porch and laughing in the swing. I remember everything. But nothing. Nothing without him. And so there is nothing.
think recall kids run float jump back past
I remember how you were before… Do you genuinely care now? Or are we just pretending?
I rmember so much about my childhood, and always wish to return to its simplicuty and peace. Having no resposibilities and being able to spend days without working, spending time with friends, and building relationships that have lasted a lifetime were some of the most joyous times and continue to comfort me through times of tribulation.
the thing you do when someone asks you to eat dinner with their mother tonight..