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misery, it seems as simple as that. it seems to feel tremendous, but it is deceptive. At any time, it can twist itself to thing that we all hate most. It can strike at any time, unknowing when it seems to be going great as if it could never end.

pain, when it strikes, it hurts. Hurts so much that it can change a person. From one that took it for granted to someone who despises it. They may not seem like the same person anymore. When it strikes, they will feel it.

torment, when it hurts, it will hurt for so long. It may seem like they will never feel right again. It will consume the abuser from the inside out until there is nothing left to destroy. At that time, it may be too late; it has done its task.

contentment, when it does not create misery, create pain or create torment, it will feel tremendous, it will never end, you will feel right. It will never deceive you. It will never change you. It will never destroy you.

forbes.. You love her, so much that no one knows. You wait, wait for the perfect moment, but it never comes. And she doesn't know... she will never know. But you must, must tell her everything. You wait and wait again for that moment. And she still doesn't know. You watch from behind, and see her with everyone she loves, wishing that only you are the person she is with. Then the time comes. What to do? you ask yourself. Then it comes out, all of your feelings. And she still takes no regard. You only wish that she were with you, and not him. And you fear that you will always be alone. You wait, wait for that moment once again that someday someone will hear you... and reply. some may never understand..