Novel & Cerita Apa Itu Pathetic

In the end, she had given in, and now it was just another part of her body. No words of love or any information about her were left in the cardboard box she was found in, not even a name to call her. However, the young couple still felt blessed by this event, as they would tell Lisa years later, they were unable to have biological children, so as far as they were concerned, she was a gift from the gods.

She would have been happily seated in their private area, still in her wedding dress and not running to change just to get away from Stacey and her reeking desperation, and what she would have called her pathetic attempts at trying to seduce Blaze, but considering they worked, she wasn’t sure they were as pathetic as she originally thought. Perhaps she was the pathetic one. She would have liked to think that it’s just the depression or self-hatred speaking, but right now, she couldn’t help but believe it to be the truth. She was pathetic. What she was doing, what she was thinking, feeling- everything, all of it was pathetic. It was that simple. She was a pathetic excuse of a person, of a sis

Maybe it was something else entirely. “Pathetic.” His voice was calm and collected, but the way he said the word made me flinch from embarrassment. He was right. I was pathetic. I was trying to convince a murderer to fuck me, to eat me out. But the truth was that I couldn’t care less what he thought about me, and that’s why the only reaction I gave him was my smile.

The classroom gasped and some people shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Sophia blinked in the pain as she struggled to free her hands, but before she could speak again Katrina’s hand struck again, a third slap echoing in the silence. With each slap came a rain of humiliating abuse, each one worse than the other Katrina feeling power over her . You’re so pathetic, she said, always looking for attention, always wanting to be the center of everything. Look at you, crying like a little baby. ’

What if I was just a play in a game I didn’t understand? His grin widens, his words becoming more cutting. “You’re pathetic,” he snarls. “Pathetic and delusional. You think that just because he spared you, because he touched you, you mean something? You’re just like all the others—easily replaceable, utterly meaningless.” My throat tightens, and I fight to hold back the tears threatening to spill over. His words claw at my mind, pulling apart every ounce of faith I had in Dare, in myself.

“This is my daughter and my wife, and I want my daughter to just be like you–” “Please! Don't pray for your daughter to be pathetic like me… may your daughter have a marvelous life ahead and she never has to go through what I have gone through or seen. I am nothing but a pathetic–” “Nobody can make you feel pathetic unless you yourself do! Keep this in mind.” His words hit me like a truck, he was kinda right! I know how Liam and anybody else in the family has never been honest with either of us– not me, nor my parents.

The words slipped from my lips, fueled by anger and hurt. Lucas or rather logan shook his head, a mixture of pity and disdain in his eyes. "You're pathetic," he sneered, clearly unimpressed by my outburst. That was the final straw. I was consumed by rage, the thought of being called pathetic by him igniting a fire within me. Pathetic? Me? Absolutely ridiculous. As I took a step closer, my voice laced with fury, "Pathetic? You have no idea what pathetic even looks like," I seethed, my hands clenched into fists at my sides.

"No one is to blame for this, you did this to yourself. If you can hear me well then great, if you can't well that's a shame. I will remind you when you wake up. If you die then oh well, this was a good therapy session for me." "I actually feel sorry for you.." "Your life was pretty pathetic, this is what I'm probably going to say at your funeral and I know how much you value other people's opinions. I will just dish it all out. How you were a prostitute, how you abandoned your daughter, how you sold your mother's precious jewel for some hipster pants to wear to a college party. Basically just tell them how pathetic you were—"

I waited for his signal before he could let me go. He just shooed me away and unbothered of what’s happening. He pretended like it was a usual thing for him. Thus, before I’ve got the chance to enter the door again. I saw Carx staring at me, showing only a pitiful look. I suddenly feel my pocket was vibrating. It’s a message I received from someone saying, “You’ll get used to it. Just cry it all you want. We’re pathetic.” I don’t know what he was saying. But I just twisted the door knob and closed it from behind. I bended and covered my face with both of my palms. I threw my phone away and embrace my knees. I feel weak and actually a pathetic. Must I be thankful because I’m not alone?

I am pathetic for begging him to love me. What if Gelo didn't die. I am gonna still be this pathetic? maybe yes from the beginning Gelo didn't love me. He only married me because our dads are friends. Why do I need to feel this pain all my life I always obeying my parents but why I'm always suffering. ********* It's been 8 months since I looked pathetic in Genesis's eyes but not I am not that pathetic anymore I already moved on. And besides, I have a boyfriend that loves me.