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QUOTE
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
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BASICS
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Juz smoke your problems away
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Anthony,,O'leary10,,FIFTEEN,,Single,,ballin#5,,
You forget all of it anyway.
First, you forget everything you learned -
the dates of the Hay-Herran Treaty and the 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 teachers,
and eventually you'll 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, oh so 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 could get you pot.
You forget all of them.
Even the ones you said you loved,
and even the ones you actually did.
They're the last to go.
And then once you've forgotten enough,
you love someone else.
Anthony,,O'leary10,,FIFTEEN,,Single,,ballin#5,,
You forget all of it anyway.
First, you forget everything you learned -
the dates of the Hay-Herran Treaty and the 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 teachers,
and eventually you'll 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, oh so 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 could get you pot.
You forget all of them.
Even the ones you said you loved,
and even the ones you actually did.
They're the last to go.
And then once you've forgotten enough,
you love someone else.
Forget it, it's that simple..