Susie . . . ” With his hands on her face, he found her eyes. “If you make love with me and then go back to him, you’ll ruin me".
Marie ForceOh, poor baby,” she said, mimicking his drawl.
“Whew. You’re back. There was this other Susie here a minute ago, and she was really nice to me. She scared the shit out of me.”
She laughed. “They locked her back up in the loony bin.”
“Good, because there’s only one Susie for me—the one who calls me on my crap and doesn’t let me get away with jack shit. That’s the Susie I need. That’s the Susie I’ve missed coming home to over the last year.” He kissed her. “And that’s the Susie who’s going to leave a gaping hole in my heart and my life if she doesn’t give me another chance.
The boy knelt, shoulders bowed, on the sand in the grey of morning, moaning softly, fearfully. Glowing tendrils of energy streamed across the agitated sky, converging high above him in a vortex of brightness. He flung his hands heavenward and a sheet of blinding brilliance descended from the vortex. It enveloped him and from its core a pulsing sphere of light fell, entering his body and almost tearing him apart. He went rigid, screaming to shatter the heavens, his dark eyes bulging from their sockets, his mouth wide in a rictus of agony. Sirius exploded in a burst of silver-blue radiance, as his howl rose to a shriek beyond hearing and endurance. Out of the light and the sound and the anguish, two names imprinted themselves on his mind. One of them, he knew, was his own.
The other floated for an instant above his consciousness like a fugitive white dove in the morning.
Mots clés consciousness pain energy heaven light
Pain laughed giddily at the thought, for love brought its own brand of torment. Lots and lots of torment. In the heart, the soul. Both causing a physical ache too intense to be relieved.
Gena ShowalterYou have the here and now. You have a future. Deal with the past so you can stop looking back. It's just the pain.
Jessica ParkHe tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist’s suit collection.
Markus ZusakMots clés pain
Why the Romans, Father?" I asked him one afternoon.
"Because, my child, they teach us how to bear suffering in a world of injustice where all faith is dead," he answered.
Mots clés life lesson pain injustice death faith suffering child dead father roman
Because we have loved profoundly,
Because we have given much,
Because we have hoped passionately,
Because we have desired intensely,
We allow ourselves to be infinitely hurt.
Mots clés pain love sadness relationships hurt sad heartbreak break-up
Ameţeală. Ameţeala e senzaţia cea mai chinuitoare. Nici o durere nu-i atât de cumplită. Ameţeala. Lumea se învârte, se desface, te desfaci şi tu, eşti rupt în bucăţi.
Nicolae SteinhardtMots clés fear pain dizziness romanian
I hate that I got dealt shitty parents! I hate how you make me feel like scum! I hate that you’re always running away from me! And I hate that I ever fucking gave you the power to destroy me!
Adriana LawMots clés pain love short-stories heartbreak best-friends
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