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Disturbing crunch as
Skin is punctured for access
Sweet, warm, filling blood
Never experienced anything like the prickling sensation before. From then on, my life was never the same. The prickle would show up and bam, I
The tension is making him practically vibrate.
It's a buzz every time you perform under pressure.
I feel like there's a knife lodged in my chest and every day that I see you, that I can't touch you, somebody turns it a full rotation. I'm bleeding from the inside out, Abi.
Is it the smoke?' the boy said, shivering slightly. 'I've never touched the stuff, myself, but how it claws at one ... like a thorn in every one of your fingers, and a string around your heart ... and one fees it always. Nagging. Nagging.
Pain demands to be felt.
Are you in great physical pain, or is that your thinking expression?
So much blood's rushing and gushing to my head it might blow straight off my neck.
I heard words
and words full
of holes
aching.
Everything - and I mean everything - fucking hurts. I feel as if I've been trampled. By elephants. Carrying wrestlers. Overweight wrestlers.
You can almost hear people's b-holes tighten. A collective cartoon-mouse squeak of b-hole.
If I call it pain, and try to touch it With my hands, my own life, It lies still and the music thins, A pulse felt for through garments.
The pain was shrill enough, but the idea of a finger of mine twitching about, lost in chicken-pecked dust, was more terrible.
Between blow and pain, there is that instant of numbness, an unreal moment ...
The agony is unbearable. Unbearable and endless.
That's new." His gaze was hot and fierce.
"My cock? I'm fairly certain it's always been there."
His grin flashed briefly. "No Lio, you've been cut. Circumcised."
"Oh." I stared at the smooth column of my shaft. "That must have hurt.
Beautiful, that's what you got to do with that hurtin', you got to turn it beautiful.
The carnal contact side by side, from heel to armpit, brings shudders that shake up nature like the flights of nocturnal birds.
Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.
Another side of my heart is called pain: ever pumping!
The cadence of suffering has begun.
What it must feel like to lie back with cut wrists in a warm bath, a voluptuous dwindling feeling.
My head is pounding. Like the worst hangover ever.
...pain that would have made even a god shiver in terror.
Orgasms galore and sore vagina here I come.
Full and aching and tingling and spiraling, hanging on for dear life, letting go of every other thought and focused only on one thing - let it go, let it go, let it go.
Everybody feels pain
This is a soul under perpetual migraine attack.
An obscenely long, coarse kermit cock is being dragged across my anguished face.
Pain is only imagination
...she had developed such a quiet comfort in his presence, like all the hurt of the world couldn't touch her. Yet, every once in a while, that comfort would switch to an ache for something more. Right now, that ache was intense and pounding.
I can hear my heart beating. I can hear my stomach growling. I can hear my teeth grinding and my joints creaking. My body's so noisy, I can't sleep.
Pain is G-d's megaphone to wake up the world.
The hurt is the place where the music enters you.
Pain makes hens and poets cackle.
If a violin string could ache, i would be that string.
Sweet mother of twat tingles.
You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock ... you must think you're in ... fucking ... heaven."
Punctuation by cock thrust - the very best kind.
Pain has an element of blank
These silences are lacerating.
It's like the television equivalent of one of those cymbal-banging monkey toys being duct-taped to your forehead.
The long eyelids beat and lift: a burning needleprick stings and quivers in the velvet iris.
I can't bear the silent ringing in my skull.
The fierce overhead strip lighting buzzed like the memory of a head injury.
Spike: Bloody hell, woman, you're cutting off my circulation!
Buffy: You don't have any circulation.
Spike: Well, it pinches
Pain is like a cardio, it keeps heart racing
The wound is minor, little more than a nick, but it's dribbling like a Bourbon Street hooker with a month-old case of gonorrhea.
She's whimpering ... moaning ... gasping my name.
Music to my frigging ears.
Excruciating agony makes me cranky.
I have a headache. If only I had a crown to put on!
One half of my head, from the top of my skull to the cleft of my jaw, hammers, bangs, sizzles while the other half, serene and content, looks on at the agony next door.
Pain today, pussy tomorrow.
As if keening on your knees
were somehow obscene
As if there were a control
so marvelous
you could teach it
to eat pain.
Speak softly, I'm getting my massage
I'm banged up and bloody and someone seems to be hammering on my left temple from inside my skull.
Like a heart, and I wish mine wasn't beating.
Something flickers across his bloodshot eyes. Pain.
But now and then, beneath the outer numbness, something stirred, like a living pain waiting for the anesthetic to wear away.
Palm twitching mad, especially now
Pain wanders through my bones like a lost fire
Rogers and Zinger hustling, and they hadn't been kidding about pain. His leg throbbed at the move, a deep ache that felt different than it had a few hours ago. Please don't let me lose it. They
It hurts, as if someone took a part of me, tore it out, mercilessly stomped all over and threw it out.
...my soul bleeding tears of anguish
Their touch triggered an electric spasm of agony. He felt the gushing warmth of blood on his fingers. [Charles Meredith]
You need pain to wake you up and ponder on the meaning of life
I feel the pain - everywhere.
I prick him, you bleed.
Strange territory for me: the after-snap. I still feel myself vibrating. Humming.
SHE FELT a hard pinch on her neck. "Hey!" she protested. Her eyelids flew open. The light was unbearably bright, just as painful, but everything was gauzy and indistinct, like there was a white scrim over everything. She wondered whether she'd fallen back asleep for several hours.
Pain is the University of Life
It's painful to listen to the barking of dogs.
Time passes and the pain begins to roll in and out as though it's a woman standing at an ironing board, passing the iron back and forth, back and forth across a white tablecloth.
Agony sometimes changes
form
but
it never ceases for
anybody.
In pain is a new time born.
Pain gettin' cum spackle out of your pubes once it dries solid, you know.
My cock ached, but this moment was more than sex, more than horniness.
Jasper's weight on my leg an aching absence.
Pain is God's megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
Pain ebbs,
And like cool balm,
An opiate weariness
Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed
Pale wrists.
The daemoniac rattle and wheeze of a blasphemous organ, choking and rumbling out the mockeries of hell in a cracked, sardonic bass.
Like rain drops dripping on the floor like a thousand drumists beating those drums repeatedly,
My blood runs through my veins ninety nine point nine metres per second when i think of you.
The subject of pain is the business I am in - to give meaning and shape to frustration and suffering. The existence of pain cannot be denied. I propose no remedies or excuses.
There are worse occupations in this world than feeling a woman's pulse.
There's no agony like [getting started]. You sit in a room, biting pencils, looking at a typewriter, walking about, or casting yourself down on a sofa, feeling you want to cry your head off.
...My taut heart
lurches heavily, like a sack in a cart, clattering
downhill, towards a cliff, towards an abyss!
It can't be stopped!
If you have a pulse, you're going to have pain.
I'm getting a diamond-hard boner just thinking about it.
Pain is like a baby crying. What it wants it can't name.
pain clinging to me - like a good friend,
And if he ached more than I was aching, then he was in agony.
Pain is the kiss of Christ.
There was pain and then there was agony. Hello, agony. I'd been waiting for you. Finish me off. Please.
Even the promiscuous feel pain.
very acutely conscious
Pain is the clarion of aliveness trumpeting that you are living in the marvelous tender cause of life!
Life is a long headache in a noisy street.
This makes me so sore it gets my dandruff up.
One's whole being vibrates like strings brushed by an invisible wind.
ROY (Fierce): I hurt. BELIZE: I'll get you a painkiller. ROY: Will it knock me out? BELIZE: I sure hope so. ROY: Then shove it. Pain's ... nothing, pain's life. BELIZE: Sing it, baby.