Grinoldy_∞

Do You Remember?

  Want to know why you're where you are? Because you can't remember. Ten years ago, where did you want to be? Can you even remember? Ten years ago, who did you want to be? You can't even remember. You can't even live for yourself, how can you expect to live for Those who deserve to be lived for. In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>In reality, I suppose it matters very little. If you're anywhere at all now it means a lot. You've made it here without yourself, you made it here without anything tying you to yourself. You aren't what you were, the memories (if they existed) all point to another man. He is another person. That is not you? You can keep saying that. Despite your protests, the bloody filth in your mind, you can't even remember the distinction between you and he. You didn't remember, not because you "can't" but because you "won't". This distinction here is the difference between you and he (it isn't, really, but you can tell yourself anything as long as you can't remember why you can't). How much of your memory do you own? Is it your's to allocate, or is it his? Is that who you wanted to be (likely not). Do you get it now>