It hurts in my whole body and soul, in all of me.

My head hurts.

My tooth hurts.

My arm hurts.

My arm still hurts.

My stomach hurts after meals.

My stomach hurts after meals.

My upper right wisdom tooth hurts.

It hurts, Syria hurts.

It hurts.

Everything hurts.

Overexposure hurts.

My Body, My Capital?

It hurts but the truth is that most of the movies are not of my taste.

When corruption hurts partners with that level of clout, it hurts you, too.

Booming Until It Hurts?

But it still hurts.

It hurts a lot!

In criticizing my book, a Wall Street Journal review said that I was calling for Giving Till it Hurts.

Eve Ensler Suddenly, my body

Tom wants to know if it hurts.

So when someone hurts me, I hurt.

I think that hurts everyone, including Jews.

Maybe Tom should quit before he hurts himself.

I felt my passion, heart and soul, had left my body.

But it hurts and this pain is consuming me.

My body does not matter to the world .

It's worth mentioning though that I didn't hate my body or my genitalia.

My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.

Because of my mother s support, and my own determination, I succeeded in keeping my body intact.

Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.

In the middle of my traveling, I turned 40 and I began to hate my body, which was actually progress, because at least my body existed enough to hate it.

As you can see, I use my finger to interact with my digital body.

My body grew numb and I lost my voice so I couldn t scream anymore.

A tired voice like mine comforted my soul before the water comforted my body.

Industrial silicone hurts badly, you feel like you re going to die.

For a long time, there was me, and my body.

This amazing substance again I mentioned, where does my body end?

I felt a jolt go through my body they were unmistakable.

He squeezes a tire over my body and starts whipping me.

And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God

For in that she hath poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial.

A lying tongue hates those it hurts and a flattering mouth works ruin.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

I Daniel was grieved in my spirit in the midst of my body, and the visions of my head troubled me.