You never really forget:
I didn't know what this make up post was going to be until I wrote the title. I'm listening to Fall Out Boy right now. I have quite the terrible addiction. Don't judge me (or do, whatever). But in any case, here goes.
You really don't ever forget do you? I mean we all try to forget somethings, but it's almost impossible. Or maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm the only one who can't repress memories. That would be most unfortunate, but I'm not sure if it's unfortunate for me, or for everyone else.
I say this, because as I've said before, it's all too easy for someone you know to become someone you knew. All too easy. It makes me wonder if I'm the only one who thinks back on those old memories, the old times, and if everyone else really is as indifferent as they seem. Or if, like me, you've all developed fantastic poker faces that I'm either incapable of reading, or just unwilling to.
Are we all just a collection of old memories that we'd rather not relive? Rather not remember? Are we all fooling ourselves when we look at those people who used to be important? Or is everyone like me, and just masking that sting of pain every time someone walks by and chooses not to acknowledge you? Sometimes I wonder if that tightening of the chest is worth it all, but then I remember again. I remember and know that it hurts because it was worth it. It's worth it every time.
Quote of the Day:
"You're someone who knows someone who knows someone I once knew. And I just want to be a part of this."
-Fall Out Boy; Hum Hallelujah
I do know there are things that I've forgotten, either by accident or by repression. But I've only forced myself to forget one thing, and everything else I remember. I think back to the past as well, and some people I've lost I don't understand why, and wish it could get back to where we were. I feel like I'm rambling. And not doing my journalistic duty of not just liking your topic, but evaluating your writing :-p
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