Apa Itu Pathetic Novels & Stories

The only way to stop being like this is to take a new step today. " Pull that trigger. End Maximo Santino's life and inherit all my wealth " " I can't...I can't do this " She mutters as pitifully as always. " I'm sorry if I am not your type of person Max. I know I cheated and I know... I barged into your heart without any warning. " I am pathetic, I know. I am fragile, I know. I am not too Smart,yes and probably I would continue to be trampled on.

“From a grown woman to a kid, huh? How pathetic.” Did this weirdo dirtbag just call me pathetic?! I'd received more insults from him in a day than I have in my entire life! Just who the heck did he think he was? “You're the pathetic one!” I yelled, losing my temper. “Your family couldn't face the Diablos head-on, so they're using a poor innocent girl as bait. You guys should be ashamed of yourselves. Bunch of yellow-bellied chickens! Is that how your family operates? I wouldn't—”

I scream at him, and he blinks back with his eyes wide and stunned. “I’ve never had anything easy. I’m always abandoned or rejected. First that dickwad I call a father abandoned me, then my mother died, and now, I love people who can’t love me. God damn it, you think I don’t know how pathetic my life is!? I do! I fucking do, Elias. It’s like no matter what I do, I’m bound to be sad. Bound to be miserable. Bound to be lonely!” I rage further, and my voice cracks at the impact.

My voice came out like a whisper as I couldn't stop my sobs. "I-I feel so pathetic right now. I would have taken it if it's something else because I trusted you, I loved you. But realizing my love just pitied me to make me happy really hurts. I feel like an easy desperate girl trying to be loved whom you helped." at this point I just I don't want to take care about me being a mess due to my outburst. "No Amara, it's not what you think. It's just that-"

I spread out my arms for him, "It will make you feel better." He ignored me raising his head and leaning it against the wall, "I am pathetic, look at me!" Tears rolled down his cheeks and he didn't attempt to wipe them off, "Crying and having nightmares like a fucking child and you saw me." He rocked himself not meeting my gaze, "I am pathetic."

She will bleed you out and then move on to the next person who feels sorry enough to put up with her. And let’s not pretend she’s some angel. She’s pathetic, ugly, fat, and a broken little girl who can’t even handle her own head. Everyone knows about her “episodes,” about how she’s barely hanging on. She’s not strong, she is crazy and will drag you down with her nightmares and her breakdowns until you are just as lost as she is.

“You will never make him happy because he des not love you, okay? Stop being pathethic like this! This woman was hopelessly in love with a person who did not even want her, and it pained me to see her like this. Still, watching her like this made me remmeber my past when I was still foolish into believing that everytime a man winked at me, I would get pregnant. Yeah. It was that silly. “Love will awlays make you pathethic.” “It’s not love. It is foolishness already. Wake up, will you? A Watson is never foolish when it comes to love.”

I sigh before croaching down to his level, raising my leg up to his chest and he groans in pain as he tries to move it away which only makes me laugh at the ridiculous image that lies beneath my feet; where it should be. "You know you look really pathetic right now. You always are and you always will be. I might as well just end your life at this moment, who would blame me for it, Oliver? Who will ask of you when you're gone? Nobody! No-fucking-body will give two shits about you! No one would care whether you're alive or not because that's how much of a pathetic little shit you are!" I ground my leg harder against his chest and he coughs, still desperately trying to move it.

He shrugged. Evelyn clenched her fists. "Pathetic?! They're not the ones who are pathetic. It's you! You're pathetic. You kill and use people for your personal gains. You want to use me to take things you cannot gain from your own effort. That's pathetic! " Victor froze for a minute before he broke out into laughter. "Honey, that's called being strategic, " He winked. The man took a deep breath, raking a hand through his midnight black hair.