or when there's so much pain in your body that you can't think straight.
even after my most valiant efforts to make my back and head feel normal again, it was an impossible feat. my back never stopped aching and my head never ceased throbbing.
everything felt raw and sensitive, and so i could only cry away my anger. pain is not beauty, pain is torture.
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Smart Girl
Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
