When I was a kid, a pickleball hit me in the back of the head, and I had memory problems. I was in a boarding school and the nuns gave me poems to remember to try and get the memory going again. C. C. H. Pounder Back • Boarding • Head • Kid • Me • Memory • Pickleball • Problems • Remember • School
Drugs are a waste of time. They destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with with your self-esteem. They're no good at all. Kurt Cobain Along • Drugs • Everything • Good • Memory • Self-Respect • Selfesteem • Time • Waste
C. C. H. Pounder
Kurt Cobain