Excerpt from “The Road” by Cormac McCarthy
Someitmes i behave, like i am the batman 🦇🕴️ or something or someone 😂🤣🤣😂
Every f…ing time!!! 😷
How many of you can relate?
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i didn’t wake up and expect to be mocked that he has the box set and i don’t
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A stain on her life that could never be washed out, she described it. A sorrow that could arise unexpectedly at any moment, and that did seem to arise at particularly happy or peaceful moments, she said—to ruin them. I’d be having a perfectly good day, going about my business, when suddenly for no clear reason the memory of it all would come back, and I’d be forced to relive it. I learned that I could get past it by burying myself in my work, but there were times when it was enough to sink me into a depression for days.
—Sigrid Nunez, What Are You Going Through: A Novel (Riverhead Books, September 8, 2020)
I pay attention to the lyrics just to forget about life for a while.
When I was younger,
my parents told me,
that grandmother forgets sometimes,
I thought nothing of it,
everyone forgets things sometimes,
but sometimes turned into always,
and one day she forgot her children’s names,
and it makes me want to scream at them,
empty my lungs of my thoughts,
how much more will she forget?
How much time do we have left with her?
When will she forget me?
A mini-playlist for when you can’t forget what you’ve lost… and maybe wouldn’t even if you could, no matter how much it hurts.
“You don’t forget the face of the person that was your last hope.” -The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
I don’t really know what it is you feel for me. Lately it feels like there is a distance between us. I’m not really sure how it got there. Regardless, whatever happens or doesn’t happen between us, I really hope you never forget the feeling of love.
What is love to you? Have you ever felt it? If you have, then never forget that feeling. Never forget what it is like to hold someone so close to you and express it, and don’t forget what it is like to be held close and have it be expressed to you. Never forget love. Without it, the world would be an empty and hollow place. I would never want you to feel empty or hollow. You deserve to be filled with so much love, even more than I could ever give you.
I hope you never forget the feeling of being truly alive. Some days we may yearn for death in the darkest times, but it isn’t all dark and gloomy. I hope that your worst days are over, and that days full of zest and wonder wait you from this point on. You’ve come so far, seen so many things, and felt so much… I want you to be happy to be alive.
And I hope you never forget me. I can only speak for myself, so that’s what I’ll do. You were unexpected. I really didn’t expect you to be… Well, you. And you were lovely. I felt so odd interacting with you, but it was only because I have never met anyone like you. It felt like you opened the door to my heart and made yourself a little home in it.
I loved talking to you about everything that happened in your life, even if it wasn’t the easiest for me to hear. I felt really close to you. I loved that you shared so many things with me, like your real name, Sense8, and even a letter. It made me feel closer to you despite the difference. I can’t say that I love the arguments we’ve had, but I’m grateful that you didn’t let me go, despite what reasons I wanted to leave for. For the first time in my life, I felt what it was like to really be desired to stay in someone’s life. I loved our talks on the phone. Each and every night felt like an escape to paradise with you. I loved it all.
If you feel any semblance of what I’m trying to express, even if it is in a minute scale, I hope that you don’t forget that I made you feel that way. And that perhaps I, despite my flaws and horrible personality, made a little home in your heart too. I hope you never forget, whatever it is that I made you feel. I hope you never forget me, even if I’m always a thousand miles away.
my favourite thing about myself is my absolute lack of object permanence when it comes to my room
i just forget that it’s there and then get excited when i walk up the stairs and see my door
i cleaned and vacuumed and changed my bedsheets and stuff earlier and forgot about it and got So happy when i opened my door right now