sábado, octubre 15

i swear that i will never let myself be hurt like that again. i will live. i'll live my life. i don't ever want to grow up, cuz growing up just takes away everything that was and that could have been. all those what if's that you go through in the process of growing up. every hour that goes by, every minute, every second. you lose it all. yet at the same time, you also learn. learn to live, learn to die, learn to forget, but most importantly, learn to remember. remember all those good memories, cuz when you've lost it all, it's those small memories that give meaning back to life. you know what i mean. big things, small things. that one time you walked along the charles river by yourself at 2 in the morning. that one old beat-up tire swing that you used to play on all the time as a kid. that one problem set that made you want to cry, but damn it, you finished it and solved the problems and turned it in on time. that one song that always makes you want to run through the hallways singing at the top of your lungs. and that one person's smile...the smile and the acknowledgement that to him/her, you ARE a person and you DO have an identity. that's almost the most important one of it all. forget everything else but remember that one thing. give me life as it is, and i'll take it, damn it. i'll take it. i'll forget and i'll remember. maybe i'll learn to forgive one day. but i'll never let myself get hurt like that again.

6 Comments:

At 9:09 p. m., Anonymous Anónimo said...

Cape Cod Curmudgeon
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Come and check it out when you get time :-)

 
At 5:40 p. m., Blogger Melike said...

I like letting myself get hurt like that not because I'm stupid (well, that's debatable), but because I think life isn't worth living if you don't live out everything to the fullest. So in short, I'm a masochist.

 
At 6:19 p. m., Blogger ZealotStorm said...

[btw, I hate fucking spammers...]

Yep, Steph.... we're growing up, aren't we? :-) And yes, good point, to remember all the moments which make us happy. I mean, there are some sour times (like what you're going through), yet, there are much better things to look forward to in life!!

And all your friends are around you, ready to support you when you're having a hard time! :-)

 
At 6:57 p. m., Anonymous Anónimo said...

A friend just showed me this neat website full of sms joke
I cant believe the quantity an quality of humerous sms joke it contains
Heres one of the jokes i found on it:
Bob brought some friends home to his apartment one night after they had been out painting the town. One friend noticed a big brass gong in Bobs bedroom and asked about it."Thats not a gong" Bob replied "thats a talking clock. Watch this!"
Bob struck the gong and sure enough a voice on the other side of the wall screamed "Hey your jerk its 3 o'clock in the morning!"

 
At 11:54 p. m., Anonymous Anónimo said...

Suck it up. It builds character.

 
At 11:46 p. m., Blogger N3mesis85 said...

but these are the days that we feel alive

i'll see you in houston for xmas break. you can tell me everything ive missed. (:

 

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