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Pain.


{ photo via pinterest }

 It can be physical.
Or mental.
It can be on the outside.
Or the inside.

 It brings tears to my eyes.
It delivers panic to my body.
It draws screams to my throat.
And it transports wishes to my head.

 "I wish it would go."
"I wish it would leave."
"I wish it wasn't there."
"I wish there was something I could do about this."

 It hurts.
It burns.
It stings.
It aches.

And there is nothing I can do about it.


why does the pain stay? || who--what brought this on?

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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p.s. sunburn hurts. XP
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  1. A Silent Reader14.6.13

    This is painfully beautiful, Rosie. PAINfully. <3

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  2. Anna14.6.13

    Lots of things pain me...

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    1. Rosie14.6.13

      A lot of things pain me too...

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  3. Unknown14.6.13

    LOVE the new design! It's beautiful girl!
    -Mel-

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  4. Sarah Umhau14.6.13

    the picture is perfect :)

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    1. Rosie14.6.13

      Agreed. Thank you Pinterest. ;) <3

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  5. Anonymous14.6.13

    ugh. I can so relate with this. Lovely post, Rose. :)
    <3
    Sarah

    p.s. hope your sunburn gets better soon!

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    1. Rosie14.6.13

      Thanks girly. :) I'm so glad you can relate. <3

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  6. Jessie14.6.13

    okay rose, seriously...do you even know how flawless you are? <3
    #hashtag #lovethissomuch #youaresoflawless

    xoxo,
    jessie

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    1. Rosie14.6.13

      No, not really... :P But thank you, for saying that. :)

      You're too sweet. <3

      xoxo,
      Rose

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  7. Kenzie14.6.13

    Why? why must you do this to me?! You are too amazing for words <-- seriously.
    It's like you went inside my and took the words right out.

    I just love you. okay? okay.

    xoxo
    Kenz

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    1. Rosie14.6.13

      Ehh...no, I'm not. But thanks anyways. <3
      Whoa, really? :-o

      I love you too. <3

      xoxo,
      Rosie

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  8. Priya15.6.13

    ah pain. a feeling I have received so many times. thanks for this post. :)

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  9. Emma Kate16.6.13

    is there a way to turn a blog into a book? because i think this one would be a bestseller...;)

    xx em || http://emmakate101.blogspot.com

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    1. Rosie16.6.13

      aww, thank you. :) this comment made my day. <3

      xoxo,
      Rose

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