Bitter Truth Deep Quotes On Life Novels & Stories

“You write about everything. The good, the bad, the ugly. So he never forgets where he came from. So he knows the sacrifices made for him. So he understands the strength in his own blood. And so he knows how damn loved he is.” I nodded, the truth of her words settling deep within me. It was so simple, and yet, I had complicated it with my own fears, my own expectations. The truth. Not a grand prophecy, not a list of commands, but the raw, honest truth of our lives. Of my life. Of his. I didn’t speak again. 🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲

my bitter quote. It was as if I was taken aback by the last thing I said. I am so dead! It was only a week, but why does the pain seem so painful. Or I am just expecting more from him. I wiped away the tears, before taking a taxi. I didn't look at him, because until now I felt like I was getting burned. I went home in tears, my night was very secluded. It used to be like that but from what I witnessed before, I lost even more strength to associate with others. Love wasn't this sharp you can't say it's just a touch and it's deep.

I want to share its meaning with you. The video was on " How your sentence/story should be like?" Answer- it has truth, sweetness and selflessness. You all are laughing on this. Even, I was also. But think about how it's so logical and thoughtful. We always say ' Truth has bitter taste.' How it can be sweet. We all lie a lot for our own benefits and here, suddenly we have to accept the truth for someone else's benefit means we are directly giving up on our self sake. FUNNY!!😅😅

To my family—both chosen and blood—thank you for your support and belief in me. To those who read this story and see pieces of themselves, thank you for your courage. To every survivor: this was written for you. Opening Quote “Even when no one hears you scream, your truth still matters. So, scream your truth.” — Malissa Wood “She didn’t forget the pain—she grew around it. Like roots breaking through concrete, she made something beautiful from what tried to bury her.” -Unknown

Diving into a pool full of horse shit is way better than having memories of someone you never made up with. Life is a fucking whore, but it never gives you a good fuck. Anyways, let’s begin today’s confession. LIFE IS HARD THEN YOU DIE THEN THEY THROW DIRT IN YOUR FACE THEN THE WORMS EAT YOU BE GRATEFUL IT HAPPENS IN THAT ORDER  DAVID GERROLD

I also want to grow old with him. I dip my head weakly and smile bitterly. . . Life is unfair. It's never real. . c.m. louden

I still care for that man who has murdered my dignity and tagged me as a whore! " What if he comes to know about all the truth and asks for forgiveness?" My subconscious asked me and a humorous chuckle left my mouth. I replied mentally," Some wounds can never be healed." People say that time heals our wounds but truth be told it doesn't. It's just we learn to live with these wounds and heartache. We get used to these wounds. I am still thinking about all this when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head behind and found that it was none other than Ranvijay.

‎Not until the truth bled into the light. ‎ ‎Not until someone paid with their life. ‎ ‎

“Sometimes the popular positive quotes such ‘everything will be alright in gods grace, everything happens for a reason, you’ll make it just pray, and things are supposed to happen to make you stronger just didn’t make sense. For us who never see hope as everyone sees it, it’s disgusting. For us who fight for our own battle inside, all of their words were useless. Because we know, they can never understand. They have never been in our shoes, no one will ever understand you, your friend, family, even a lover. But you can to yourself. Our mind isn’t our ally sometimes, but never lose yourself by barging up that they will never understand but deep inside you hope they will. Make up your mind, de

I whispered to myself, looking at nothing in particular. I looked over at a sticky note stuck on the fridge. Physics test tomorrow. Just wanted to remind you that in case you forgot about that too. -Alex I inhaled in a sharp breath when I felt a tear roll down my face. I had everything messed up. I sat down on the couch as I heard Chicken mewl somewhere in the house. I was so tired, so confused, so hurt. Why couldn't I have a normal relationship? Why did I have so many issues?