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I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

when you think youll never be over it, remember you once thought it would last forever :)

This is something from Purvi a friend of someone who is "Poetically incorrect" :) shared and posted on their most favorite places in the world, Blurts.

You want the truth?
Well, here it is.
Eventually, you forget it all.
First, you forget everything you learned – the dates of wars and Pythagorean theorem. You especially forget everything you didn’t really learn, but just memorized the night before.
You forget the names of all but one or two of your favorite teachers; and eventually you forget those, too.
You forget your junior year class schedule and where you used to sit, and your best friend’s home phone number and the lyrics to that song you must have played a million times.
And eventually, but slowly, you forget your humiliations – even the ones that seemed indelible just fade away.
You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not.
Who went to a good college, who threw the best parties, who had the most friends – you forget all of them.
Even the ones you said you loved, and the ones you actually did.
They’re the last to go.
And once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else

- ‎Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac


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