Dear 43 Things Users,

10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.

Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.

It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.

As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.

- The Robots.

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hemapm is trying not to pull my hair

survive from a broken heart

Time passes as I watch you walk away,
The tears start to express what i cannot say,
You have turned your back to me forever,
I cannot bear to live again, never.
Emptiness and darkness envelope me from everywhere,
Loneliness and regret consume me, I’m unable to share,
I’m alive and I’m still breathing,
And yet, my heart seems to have stopped beating.
Your betrayal to our love I will never forget,
I start to wish if we had never met,
The affection and care u showed me all gone,
What choice do i have, but to sit back and mourn?
I’m sick and tired of being alone,
My dreams are all battered and torn,
My trust, my faith seems so meaningless now,
I’m unable to take this pain anymore.
Yet my heart tells me to forgive,
To let go of the past, to let the love live,
But a broken heart cannot think any good,
It’s probably reacting just the way it should.
My thoughts tell you’ll come back to me,
You’ll beg for my love, beg for a chance to see,
How you can make up for all u have done,
How you can change all those lies to nothing, just fun.
And now, as I turn away from you,
I wish that I haden’t been so true,
My love has been vanquished, my life destroyed,
It hurts to know how I’ve been played with and toyed.
I carry my broken heart with me,
It’s mending, I’ll never get to see,
Looking back at you, I will try to refrain,
You might have bewitched me, I’m not falling for it ever again.



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