All these memories were made to be erased. Nothing ever stays. It will, if not today, not tomorrow, one day fade away. And we will act like it meant nothing to us. Not even a mere possibility of remembering it. List down, act upon all the precautions needed to preserve these memories, alas frustration dawns on those who are just putting high hopes on these memories.
Some would kill to remember, some would rather die than forget. Needless to say, all these memories was just a silly idle, mind game. Pressurizing us to remember things that we will once forget. Names, birth dates, favorite colors, nicknames, addresses, phone numbers, pets. Why the pressure? Just food for thought, for today.
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