I wont cry, it'll be fine. I'll take my last breath. Push it out my chest 'til there's nothing left.
I wont cry, it'll be fine. I'll take my last breath. Push it out my chest 'til there's nothing left.
Part of avoiding thoughts about something was not encouraging opportunities for that something to makes itself felt.
It is a great thing to be young and to live without pain. And yet it is a blessing few of us count until we lose it.
Sometimes pain of being lied is nothing compare to the torment of not believing when someone was telling the truth..
No matter how strong you plan to be, you can never subdue the pain that comes with the grudges you refuse to let go.
SHEShe makes me smileDeep deep insideBefore you can see it on my faceBefore I met herShe can make me smile in my past
I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.
Crisis is what suppressed pain looks like; it always comes to the surface. It shakes you into reflection and healing.
If there's going to be pain anyway, I'd rather it be the pain of growth rather than the pain of staying stuck.
In our instinctive rebellion against pain, we are children again, and demand an active will to wreak our vengeance on.
Mungu alisema tupendane katika shida na raha; Luka 6:27-36. Katika matatizo mpende hasimuyo. Maumivu ya watu hufanana.
You have the here and now. You have a future. Deal with the past so you can stop looking back. It's just the pain.
They talked on into the early morning, the high, pale cast of light in the windows, and they did not think of leaving.
Pleasures are cheap to find, if you find the roots of true pain, you're going to achieve the fruits of true glory.
I think it would shock most people if they really knew what we have each survived by the time we graduate high school.