. I wanna write “I miss you” on a rock and throw it at your face so you know how much it hurts to miss you. Posted on September 15, 2011 by Cheryl
. You know what hurts most? The seconds in the morning where you’ve just woken up, and for those mere precious seconds, you’ve forgotten the reasons you’re unhappy; the reasons you’re so broken. And then it hits you again, like a stab to the heart, and you remember all the reasons you didn’t want to wake up. Yeah, that hurts. Posted on July 1, 2011 by Cheryl
. Posted on June 7, 2008 by Cheryl It hurts to find out that what you wanted doesn’t match what you dreamed it would be. Randy K. Milholland