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I do not know how it feels to not have pain; every second of my life is filled with it. Not a inch of my body is spared.
In stead, it seems like the different parts of my body are cooperating; not cooperating to work as a properly functioning body should though. No, there seems to be a complot, a dark twist to the story, a cooperation to cause me as much pain as possible.
Like a peloton, they each take turns being the leader; the strongest pain seems to jump from limb to limb.
Today my knees are in charge, they are swollen and it hurts to move, it hurts to walk.
It hurts to sit.
It hurts to bend.
It hurts.
My knees are screaming for my attention, but it's like listening to a baby cry; you know there is something it needs, but you have no idea what. I wish my knees could simply tell me what they needed, what would lift their mood. Is it warmth or do they need ice? Do they want rest; to keep still, or do they want to see the world and move around.
I do not know how it feels to not have pain. It hurts.
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We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
His face when he saw his new Mac that had just arrived. He had saved up for months. Without him knowing, I sent his money in for it.
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
His face when he saw his new Mac that had just arrived. He had saved up for months. Without him knowing, I sent his money in for it.