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felldowntherabbithole: This marks the near end of GL2011. Can’t believe how many memories we’ve made, places we’ve been (especially in such a short time!!), and people we’ve met. Again, we are walking away feeling amazed at the response and the
we-are-anonymous-and-free: Happy 5th November ❤️ In memory of: - Guy Fawkes (* 13. April 1570 in York; † 31. Januar 1606 in London) Give a love or reblogg to respect.
partir-escapar: Happy birthday to my soul mate @danni_tequila the amount of memories we have is ridiculous and I know there are many more to come, we are inseparable and I fucking love it. We just get each other and I honestly don’t know where I would
Since there have been some questions about what exactly we’ll be working on next, I thought I’d let everyone know where we are with our current and future projects. Once we finish “3/3 Memories” and the short final chapter
operatorsgonnaoperate: For the unlucky ones. Today in America we are celebrating “Memorial Day”, a day where there are many sales, and celebration of an extra day off of work. But many have forgotten the real significance of this “holiday”. It
Movies touch our hearts and awaken our vision, and change the way we see things. They take us to other places, they open doors and minds. Movies are the memories of our lifetime, we need to keep them alive.”
theonion: Child At 9/11 Memorial Service Sternly Reminded We Are Sad Today MADISON, CT—After several warnings to stop his fidgeting and keep quiet during the town’s 9/11 memorial service, 6-year-old Caleb Goetz was sternly reminded by his mother
ask-tookiethetoucan: [[Tookie is taking part in Freddie for a Day in honor of a great man and in support of a worthy cause This was referenced off this We Are The Champions video, by the way]]
ovurthink: we think we’re made of numbers. percentages on tests, pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, price tags on clothes. but we’re not. we are made of love and happiness and the way we laugh. we’re made of good memories and late nights and
ovurthink: we think we’re made of numbers. percentages on tests, pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, price tags on clothes. but we’re not. we are made of love and happiness and they way we laugh. we’re made of good memories and late nights and
suicide-bird: we-are-legion-for-we-are-taco: They took the idea of parents being proud of their child and wanting to have lots of memories of him growing up and tried to twist it into something bad.
american-mouth-flightless-bird: “ARE WE REALLY HITTING ON EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW OR ARE WE KIDDING?!!” The Musical.
ramonestagram: simplybieberand1d: onedirection-life: louis-kryptonite: one-direction-memories: jumpslikehoran: carlito-styles: can we like find out who he is or we are finding all these mystery people we’re on to you management IF IM NOT
desmond-the-creppy-bear: ovurthink: we think we’re made of numbers. percentages on tests, pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, price tags on clothes. but we’re not. we are made of love and happiness and they way we laugh. we’re made of good memories
junkerats: hey a quick psa,, if u know someone who has memory issues, please dont belittle them or get frustrated with them for being forgetful or w/e because like.. trust me, we are fully aware of how bad our memory can be, and its just as frustrating
TMI Appreciation Week | Day 2: favorite book out of the series » City of Heavenly Fire “We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true
jasonclaydunn: Custom Marine Memorial TattooHere is a custom memorial sleeve we are working on. I’m going to go back into this tattoo for one more pass to tighten things up a bit.
purplebuddhaquotes: “I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.” — Simon Van Booy
spacebetweenthespaces: We are afraid to talk about what hurts, because talking requires breath and there are certain memories we’d rather suffocate. Perhaps this is the reason we write; because sometimes, words breathe better than we can.
psych-facts: Naps Enhances Learning and Memory According to studies,naps as short as 15 minutes gives a boost to learning and memory. This makes sense though. When we are tired, our brain is tired and needs to rest up. But why exactly, does such a
We are nothing more than memories
wordsnquotes: “I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.” — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of
themartymartin: A few stills from camera tests for my film in development “We Are Memories” starring Hattie Watson, Kyle Parry, and Suzan Crowley. Spent the last three days filming and working with a great team. Look forward to seeing this as well
themartymartin: On-the-fly shot of the dynamic Hattie Watson I captured in between takes on my film test for “We Are Memories” earlier this year.
themartymartin: Still piecing together footage on my film test for We Are Memories. Really interested to see what came of this from summer. Excited to do more film work.
gooddaypennylane: Favorite Movies of all Time: American History X (1998) ‘We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell
lunalorraine: Do you believe in forever? I don’t even believe in tomorrow. The only thing that lasts forever are memories and sorrow. (at Camp Bisco)
thoughtkick: “I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.” — Simon Van Booy
Nobody’s memory is perfect or complete. We jumble things up. We lose track of time. We are in one place… then another and it all feels like one long, inescapable moment. So, what does it mean? What do we take away? Which pieces will haunt us? Hurt
I would probably be hopelessly in love with our memories if we didn’t make each other feel the way we do when we are together. but we both know that isn’t the case.