Broken Im Done Quotes Novels & Stories

Never Again 🌷 “Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me I've been broken before…” -Ali Gatie, It's You ~•~ "It works like this, your daddy says you need to have soup, so here's the deal, every time you have a spoon of soup, you get a bonus card with a surprise in it which you can receive when you get better." I smiled, and his eyes shone in excitement while looking at his father for permission.

--- I remembered when I sing that song, I was totally broken. I felt so...numb, empty, shallow. And I wish my heart would be unbroken by now. Cause I am still BROKEN inside. Not in a romantic relationship, but I'm broken. Broken because of what people are doing with me. I said in that song, that they would never let me down cause I'm titanium. And I did that. Everyone who tried to messed up with me didn't succeed.

Ohhh" she replied. "Take your time, I just want you to know that I like you very much, and I want you very much" "You also want to marry me, make me the mother of your kids? " Yes, can I propose now? Her beautiful eyes were amused. ________________________________________ Hurting myself was what I do Best, lingering on broken memories. What's broken is broken. It can't be fixed. Still my heart felt used. Fekit discarded, even hurting her hurts me more than it should.

“What if I’m too broken to be whole again?” Ramon steps closer, his movements slow and deliberate, like he’s approaching a wounded animal. “You’re not broken, Jasmine,” he says again, his voice steady. “And even if you were, I’d piece you back together. Every shard, every fragment. I’d make you whole.”

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

I couldn't sleep nor stay awake. I felt so much hatred and bitterness in my heart. I managed to drag myself to a bar. I took all shots like it was water. "I think that's enough ma'am. can I call someone to take your home?" the barman felt pity for me and suggested I stopped. "hahaha, who the fuck do you think you are to tell me what I can and cannot do, when to stop or not?" I said dizzily. "yeah, who are you to tell her what to do. please give the pretty lady as much shots as she wants, on me. I'm with her." said someone from behind.

I think I am broken. -----------

“Oh, my little one. We're alone and broken. But we'll be fine. I promise...” Splash!!

“Even if I wanted to talk about it, I wouldn’t even know where to start.” Christine took a sip from her glass. “Start with…– Well, was it you breaking her heart or the other way around?” Joe let out a little laugh. “Good question. Let’s see… Regarding my heart, I’m pretty sure it’s not broken. If anything it’s been dissolved in too much acid. And hers – I’m not entirely sure she’s got one.” “Wow,” Christine sighed. “That’s quite an assessment!” “Well, maybe that wasn’t totally fair.”

Dave knelt over the other boy, a huge fist locked onto his jaw and forced the struggling football player to look him in the eyes. “Where do you think I got my fucking scars?” he growled as he watched true fear creep across Sam’s face. “Did you think you could hurt me any worse than I’ve already been hurt?” The punch collided with Sam’s ribs, drawing a squeal of pain from deep within his throat.