I'd still thought that everything I thought about that night-the shame, the fear-would fade in time. But that hadn't happened. Instead, the things that I remembered, these little details, seemed to grow stronger, to the point where I could feel their weight in my chest. Nothing, however stuck with me more than the memory of stepping into that dark room and what I found there, and how the light then took that nightmare and made it real.
Sarah DessenMots clés fear pain memory sad rape nightmare assault
She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they were still dark-rimmed., haunted, and sad. Most of all though, they were familiar. The fact that we were in front of hundreds of strangers changed nothing at all. I'd spent a summer with those same eyes-scared, lost, confused-staring back at me. I would have known them anywhere.
Sarah DessenMots clés pain lost sadness sad rape sexual-assault
Sometimes you can learn, even from a bad experience. By coping you become stronger. The pain does not go away, but it becomes manageable.
Somaly MamMots clés inspirational pain learning inspiration
Silent is the ruined land.
Man is brutal
and the rain does not wash away
the pain
or rid the distant memory.
It makes it glisten.
Mots clés life pain world earth
One fire burns out another's burning,
One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.
When life gives you pain, accept it. When life gives you happiness, reject it.
Santosh KalwarMots clés happiness pain suffering
If like fcuks you hard, you fcuk her more harder. If she betrays, put little bit more effort and she will be dead flat.
Santosh KalwarMots clés life pain suffering anger
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés pain safety twilight midnight-sun
Making the ungrateful grateful will bring tears to your eyes, tears of blood bleeding from the heart.
Ana MonnarMots clés pain gratitude grateful ungrateful
...unrequited love does not die; it's only beaten down to a secret place where it hides, curled and wounded. For some unfortunates, it turns bitter and mean, and those who come after pay the price for the hurt done by the one who came before.
Elle NewmarkMots clés pain love unrequited-love
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