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Why does everyone want to let go of and forget their pain and woe?
These are the building blocks of the soul; firm and complete. I want all of my pain and suffering; I want it all stark naked and raw, bleeding. It is the mortar that keeps the borders of my psyche intact and the sinew that connects the muscles of intellect to the BONES of my character.
To forget your pain is to give away your badge of honor earned in war. PIN IT TO YOUR CHEST AND WEAR IT PROUD.
i want all of my PAIN and SUFFERING. it makes me.........me. without the blackness and dirt how can one appreciate purity, warmth, and security?
I say revel in it, relish the evil that comes your way! (use it don't shy away) Someday it will come in handy, all of that ill blood. Rip the stitches out and make it raw again, only this time you will be prepared.
I CANNOT LET GO OF MY PAIN AND SUFFERING; it is so much apart of me [deep intake of breath, sigh] that if i let it go, i would become a shadow.
My substance is all agony and my consciousness all despair. But it is mine, forever, at my disposal and in easy reach. Just prick the skin and it is right beneath.
own it, it is yours
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