You’re just another story I can’t tell anymore.

I know you’re just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had. I know you’re just the dream inside of a dream And don’t worry, I know I don’t know...

For some, excavating the past isn’t an adventure, it’s more akin to tearing a Band-Aid off an open wound.

I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not.

The clock ticks; the taunting rhythm serving as a reminder that forward is the only way we can go. The mechanical heartbeat of the darkness, a cold ellipsis, punctuating years gone by. Arising unchained.No glorious...

The only thing a person can ever really do is keep moving forward. Take that big leap forward without hesitation, without once looking back. Simply forget the past and forge toward the future.

Life is short as breathing!Forget Yesterday, Focus today to enjoy tomorrow!”The purpose of life is to live it, not destroy it.

There are so few people left alive from back then, you may as well be talking to them about the Black Death. Nobody recalls the shite in the 30s and that were fucking horrible. For...

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