Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of a second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind the bruise. It passes unevenly,in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but passes it dose. Even for me.
-New Moon,chapter 4,Page 93
I've heard that every wound can be healed with time,and I belived it.In till now.Shouldn't I be feeling better?
I thought I was gettting better, but I'm not.It still hurts so much.I've never felt so bad.
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