I feel so hopelessly desperate, my bipolarity stoking me with grief. Why did she have to go? She was my best friend and now she’s gone. There’s such a large lack of happiness now, all because of her leukemia. It’s not really her fault, she attained the disease when she was six. It’s too bad she died at such a young age. She was so bright and ambitious. Everyone loved her charitable deeds.
I painted her body with flowers of love, she bursted into tears of happiness. She was loved in this moment, covered with flowers just as beautiful as her.
life can be pained tooth white light heavy slow fast tall
pained glass windows are leady, bright and fun to feel the light flowing onto my naked body all warm and relaxed
hurt the way he ignores my texts the way she doesn’t even acknowledges my existence the way no one really is close to me. the hurt you feel when you don’t get what you want.
çok acı çektim ama şimdi ne olur bilmiyorum hayat çok zorluyor insanı ama olsun ne yapalım olur bazen böyle şeyler insanlar yaşıyor uyumaksızın unutarak ve hüzünle
It pained me to think of him. Sitting in that chair alone, cold, nothing sheltering him from the harsh world outside. The window open, letting in all the cold, letting out all the warmth. But then again, dead people don’t care about the weather.
I have been constantly pained in my ass by my current employer. I am also pained in my head with all the tension i am facing these days. My mom is also pained by my tension. I wish pained was a game where i could win. Pained
They stung when you touched them and they stung when you didn’t. All of them were so tiny. Tiny little red streaks staining porcelain. It pained you to do it, but you couldn’t stop.
Feeling pained is very harmful for your heart, for your feeling and also your happiness.
No one like to be pained especially from one whom they love.
The word itself brings pain for you.
She was pained that she couldn’t do anything. She felt herself falling and falling into a deep pit. A pit that she knew she couldn’t get out of. But she kept on falling and falling. Deeper into the darkness, until she could see no more light. The only thing she felt was the shards of her heart as it shattered and splintered, until it no longer existed.
i can’t sleep because i’m not satisfied. i’m hungry for something but it’s not food. we all want contentment but have i made it impossible for myself. am i an inappreciative brat? always aiming for something new is supposedly good but how do i reconcile this with happiness?
we met and had a great time and he took my number but he never called and he didn’t want to call and it turns out he is a loyal boyfriend who knows his limits why does he get to set the limits it’s not fair.
I’ve gotten used to it
As if its a static part of me now.
The feeling deep in my belly,
Making my heart beat go wild,
The flow of dampness from my eyes,
It never ceases to surprise me.
You did this,
You caused this to me.
I’ve been trying to glue the pieces of me
Ever since that day.
The day you pained me .
Pained in the ass. THat’s what happened after the poacher shot the elephant. The elephant wept and fell down. The poacher approached and tried to take the tusk. THe elephant woke up and pained the poachers ass.
being pained is something i rarely experience. Maybe because i have never had a conscious thought of being pained. Maybe I’ve given pained looks but I’d think that pained is more emotional.
He knew this day would come. He knew. But it didn’t make it hurt any less now that it was actually happening. She was getting married to someone who wasn’t him. And it hurt.
When you meet her, the first thing that will spring to mind is :PAINED. Her eyes won’t meet yours. Her hands will be fluttering as she speaks and her voice will give an impression of joy. But that is all it is – and impression.
It pained me to see you. I couldn’t get it out of my head. You were dead; you couldn’t and shouldn’t be here. I never felt so much grief as I did when I looked in your glassy eyes, dead as the baby in the womb.
she looked at the wall, she looked at her fingers what had become of her? how did she end up this way, clutching at memories of the past, this is the way the world ends she thought bitterly, stuck in a room with nobody surrounding you. this is the way the world ends she thought, eliot you fucking prick. and it would be eliot she thought of at this time, pained memories of a poet and her boyfriend, eponymous.
I was pained to discover my true self some while ago. Or maybe pained not to have discovered it? I’m not sure what to do or how to think. There is confusion but there is also clarity. Is this all in my mind? Who am I and what am I doing? Sometimes it gets so hard and so easy at once that I choke.
She was grieve-stricken, she was pained beyond words. Everything ached. She wrapped her arms around herself and thought “Come back, stay with me. Love me, I am worth it…”
What if I’m forever alone? What if I’m never satisfied with those around me? I feel guilty I feel like I haven’t done enough to really appreciate them I feel like I’m with the wrong people but really they’re the best people.
She had a pained expression on her face, clutching her knees together, her gaze switched between the long line for the Ladies room, and the half open door showing that the Gents toilet was unoccupied…
He let out a pained groan. “Eliora. This isn’t going to work out.”
“Why not?!” I cried, feeling tears brim in my eyes. “Just because we’re different? Because I’m of the Forest Dwellers and you of Stone? That’s ridiculous!”
“Yes, but that’s life!” he yelled back. He took a deep breath, ran a hand through his hair. “Maybe you would be better off just leaving. Going back to your village.”
It pained me to see you being happy without me. As much as I told myself it shouldn’t hurt and that I was being very selfish, I still felt claws rake through my chest each and every time. But it pains me even more to watch you suffer, knowing that I am powerless to help. So I’ll keep my head up and trust and stay attached to the vine, that my breaths may be easy and joyful, and that my little light may continue to sparkle.
He said goodbye, kissed her on the cheek one last time and then turned around and walked away. She watched as his car drove away and the minute it was out of sight…her heart was ripped from her chest as she dropped to the ground in tears.
It pained me to see you being happy without me. As much as I told myself it shouldn’t hurt and that I was being very selfish, I still felt claws take through my chest each and every time. But it pains me even more to watch you suffer, knowing that I am powerless to help. So I’ll keep my head up and trust and stay attached to the vine, that my breaths may be easy and joyful, and that my little light may continue to sparkle.
Everything that has ever hurt in life. All of the past pain, future pain, and present pain. This all has come to the fore front of your mind and now all you fell is pain. You are no longer a person…you are just pained.
it pains me to see what has happened in humanity today. it’s like no one knows how to be happy anymore. and the ones that are happy aren’t even truely happy without all the things that they have around them.
Pinned, pined, pained…
No need to explain again.
Heard from an electric bird,
That ran on batteries…
“What doesn’t kill you doesn’t always make you stronger.”
There’s truth in that rephrased mantra.
Shot through the heart, Adrian fell to the ground, sitting flat on the floor against the wall. That didn’t make much sense, because there are some really nice couches he moved home from mom’s, but he was in his 20′s, and sometimes things hit harder than they would when he was a kid. He was used to rejection, but it always hurt when he was rejected anew. Work was hard to find in this small town: even the simple task of ringing groceries was an aspiration many in San Marcos shared just because they didn’t want to feel so poor all the time. Ramen is, after all, pretty bad for you.
me, sorrow, disappointed, lonely. sharp blades, bloodshed, tears. hurt heartbroken
when u feel portrayed by someone u love. Or when u see some u love having a physical pain that u can’t do anything to solve. When someone lies
I feel so hopelessly desperate, my bipolarity stoking me with grief. Why did she have to go? She was my best friend and now she’s gone. There’s such a large lack of happiness now, all because of her leukemia. It’s not really her fault, she attained the disease when she was six. It’s too bad she died at such a young age. She was so bright and ambitious. Everyone loved her charitable deeds.
I painted her body with flowers of love, she bursted into tears of happiness. She was loved in this moment, covered with flowers just as beautiful as her.
life can be pained tooth white light heavy slow fast tall
pained glass windows are leady, bright and fun to feel the light flowing onto my naked body all warm and relaxed
hurt the way he ignores my texts the way she doesn’t even acknowledges my existence the way no one really is close to me. the hurt you feel when you don’t get what you want.
çok acı çektim ama şimdi ne olur bilmiyorum hayat çok zorluyor insanı ama olsun ne yapalım olur bazen böyle şeyler insanlar yaşıyor uyumaksızın unutarak ve hüzünle
It pained me to think of him. Sitting in that chair alone, cold, nothing sheltering him from the harsh world outside. The window open, letting in all the cold, letting out all the warmth. But then again, dead people don’t care about the weather.
I have been constantly pained in my ass by my current employer. I am also pained in my head with all the tension i am facing these days. My mom is also pained by my tension. I wish pained was a game where i could win. Pained
They stung when you touched them and they stung when you didn’t. All of them were so tiny. Tiny little red streaks staining porcelain. It pained you to do it, but you couldn’t stop.
Feeling pained is very harmful for your heart, for your feeling and also your happiness.
No one like to be pained especially from one whom they love.
The word itself brings pain for you.
She was pained that she couldn’t do anything. She felt herself falling and falling into a deep pit. A pit that she knew she couldn’t get out of. But she kept on falling and falling. Deeper into the darkness, until she could see no more light. The only thing she felt was the shards of her heart as it shattered and splintered, until it no longer existed.
i can’t sleep because i’m not satisfied. i’m hungry for something but it’s not food. we all want contentment but have i made it impossible for myself. am i an inappreciative brat? always aiming for something new is supposedly good but how do i reconcile this with happiness?
we met and had a great time and he took my number but he never called and he didn’t want to call and it turns out he is a loyal boyfriend who knows his limits why does he get to set the limits it’s not fair.
I’ve gotten used to it
As if its a static part of me now.
The feeling deep in my belly,
Making my heart beat go wild,
The flow of dampness from my eyes,
It never ceases to surprise me.
You did this,
You caused this to me.
I’ve been trying to glue the pieces of me
Ever since that day.
The day you pained me .
Pained in the ass. THat’s what happened after the poacher shot the elephant. The elephant wept and fell down. The poacher approached and tried to take the tusk. THe elephant woke up and pained the poachers ass.
being pained is something i rarely experience. Maybe because i have never had a conscious thought of being pained. Maybe I’ve given pained looks but I’d think that pained is more emotional.
He knew this day would come. He knew. But it didn’t make it hurt any less now that it was actually happening. She was getting married to someone who wasn’t him. And it hurt.
I have no idea what it means, as i pain that hurts?
the stabbing disaster of your benefits wound
rushing downstream- tight
fierce
the fetus of my unborn beloved
your aloof contrary
When you meet her, the first thing that will spring to mind is :PAINED. Her eyes won’t meet yours. Her hands will be fluttering as she speaks and her voice will give an impression of joy. But that is all it is – and impression.
It pained me to see you. I couldn’t get it out of my head. You were dead; you couldn’t and shouldn’t be here. I never felt so much grief as I did when I looked in your glassy eyes, dead as the baby in the womb.
she looked at the wall, she looked at her fingers what had become of her? how did she end up this way, clutching at memories of the past, this is the way the world ends she thought bitterly, stuck in a room with nobody surrounding you. this is the way the world ends she thought, eliot you fucking prick. and it would be eliot she thought of at this time, pained memories of a poet and her boyfriend, eponymous.
she painted with the colors of the sky. feeling every stroke. closing her eyes, and falling into blissful rest.
I was pained to discover my true self some while ago. Or maybe pained not to have discovered it? I’m not sure what to do or how to think. There is confusion but there is also clarity. Is this all in my mind? Who am I and what am I doing? Sometimes it gets so hard and so easy at once that I choke.
That doesnt make sense
She was grieve-stricken, she was pained beyond words. Everything ached. She wrapped her arms around herself and thought “Come back, stay with me. Love me, I am worth it…”
wow… this is a difficult word. pained. nah.. i got nothing…. i really have nothing to say about this word.
What if I’m forever alone? What if I’m never satisfied with those around me? I feel guilty I feel like I haven’t done enough to really appreciate them I feel like I’m with the wrong people but really they’re the best people.
She had a pained expression on her face, clutching her knees together, her gaze switched between the long line for the Ladies room, and the half open door showing that the Gents toilet was unoccupied…
He let out a pained groan. “Eliora. This isn’t going to work out.”
“Why not?!” I cried, feeling tears brim in my eyes. “Just because we’re different? Because I’m of the Forest Dwellers and you of Stone? That’s ridiculous!”
“Yes, but that’s life!” he yelled back. He took a deep breath, ran a hand through his hair. “Maybe you would be better off just leaving. Going back to your village.”
My heart pained when I still see people unable to lead a better life, because of the improper governance.
It pained me to see you being happy without me. As much as I told myself it shouldn’t hurt and that I was being very selfish, I still felt claws rake through my chest each and every time. But it pains me even more to watch you suffer, knowing that I am powerless to help. So I’ll keep my head up and trust and stay attached to the vine, that my breaths may be easy and joyful, and that my little light may continue to sparkle.
He said goodbye, kissed her on the cheek one last time and then turned around and walked away. She watched as his car drove away and the minute it was out of sight…her heart was ripped from her chest as she dropped to the ground in tears.
It pained me to see you being happy without me. As much as I told myself it shouldn’t hurt and that I was being very selfish, I still felt claws take through my chest each and every time. But it pains me even more to watch you suffer, knowing that I am powerless to help. So I’ll keep my head up and trust and stay attached to the vine, that my breaths may be easy and joyful, and that my little light may continue to sparkle.
Everything that has ever hurt in life. All of the past pain, future pain, and present pain. This all has come to the fore front of your mind and now all you fell is pain. You are no longer a person…you are just pained.
it pains me to see what has happened in humanity today. it’s like no one knows how to be happy anymore. and the ones that are happy aren’t even truely happy without all the things that they have around them.
“Don’t go,” she pleaded. “You can’t go.”
He closed his eyes. He couldn’t bear to look at her pained expression. “I’m sorry.”
“No, it can’t end like this—I won’t let it end like this!”
The young man turned away from her and continued on h
Pinned, pined, pained…
No need to explain again.
Heard from an electric bird,
That ran on batteries…
“What doesn’t kill you doesn’t always make you stronger.”
There’s truth in that rephrased mantra.
Shot through the heart, Adrian fell to the ground, sitting flat on the floor against the wall. That didn’t make much sense, because there are some really nice couches he moved home from mom’s, but he was in his 20′s, and sometimes things hit harder than they would when he was a kid. He was used to rejection, but it always hurt when he was rejected anew. Work was hard to find in this small town: even the simple task of ringing groceries was an aspiration many in San Marcos shared just because they didn’t want to feel so poor all the time. Ramen is, after all, pretty bad for you.