I’d paralyze anyone who wanted to hurt me.
This is a touch game. There are times when you’ve got to play hurt when you’ve got to block out the pain.
Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone.
You must hurt or be hurt.
Guys, he’s hurt bad.
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn’t mean to
But I hope you don’t feel the hurt as much as I did. You are too weak and fragile to stand that ache.
Remember, you always will be.
Thank you for the pain. At least I am no longer afraid to face it next time.
I reached up with my finger and traced the scar over my eyebrow, remembering when that was the greatest hurt I’d ever known.
Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn’t feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why, how come, and then your sadness turns to anger. That’s my favorite part. It drives me, feeds me, and makes one hell of a story.
Never knew the word Goodbye could scatter my heart into pieces. Just 1 word, could made me cry over you.