Novel & Cerita Depressing Funny Quotes

He said, trying not to burst into laughter. "Oh God," Jane said and bursts into an uncontrollable laughter The library attendant shushed, at the same time, glaring at her in a way that screams, this is the last time. "What? I thought I told you not to laugh. Just come to me whenever you are feeling depressed, by the time I'm done imitating at least two of that î had practiced, you'll know that it's actually useful," Matthew's said, looking at her with a scolding look on his face.

"I'm so lazy to be your punching bag, but the truth is that every time you hit me, it doesn't hurt me at all." "What do you want!!" I snapped, already very annoyed. "Hearing your honesty answered my question." "I already answered that I'm depressed, your hearing isn't good or what?" I looked at him sarcastically, I folded my arms across my chest. "Okay, I accept your answer if you are really depressed. But can you answer my question, what makes you depressed?"

I'm here trying to preserve the life of this lady— my genuine, concise, and mildly disturbing statement must have been well received as a warning yet she mockingly laughs at me like I'm some kind of lunatic or something. 'Believe me lady this might be the worst day of your life if you continue this nonsensical laugh you're imposing.' "Sorry, that might have been rude," she said forcing herself to stop laughing, "I was just surprised that such a young girl like you would have such grim thoughts. I just can't take it seriously, although that's not your fault, don't worry."

he started while yawning to show the level to his boredom. "But on a second thought,how would my life had been without your regular drama in it.....I concur very boring right?" I heard him say playfully while winking at me,but I could still sense the amusement he was deriving from the situation at the moment. "I cannot believe the amount of delight you seem to be getting from this situation at had, accustomed with the fact that I feel very depressed about it at the moment" I say while throwing my hands up in the air and rolling my eyes at him at the same time.

I was laughing with my best friend and the fact that I might die soon was pushed at the back of my head. "No, I've got a better one," I said still laughing, "I'm like Dracula whose down to his last meal." "And his fangs all fell out," Asher added and we both burst out into uncontrollable laughter. "Why are we finding this humorous?" I asked as I wiped a tear, "it's not even funny at all." "I guess we're just trying to laugh all our pain away and pretend it's just a huge joke," he answered as he sobered up. "I honestly don't want to think of you dying so soon and leaving me all alone in this crazy world."

“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

I let out a sarcastic smile, “have fun inhaling carbon dioxide there.” With that, they burst out laughing. “We really need to think ways to put some humor inside your brain!” Ave exclaimed, still laughing. I pursed my lips. “I don’t need that.” “As expected from you,” Rebel chuckled. I roll my eyes heavenwards. I don’t need some humor. A bitter smile placed against my lips. I only need someone who’ll save me from this hell. “How about this?” “Your showing too much skin.” “This one?” “Too short.”

I could literally die if I fuck up more than I’ve been doing…but, I can’t tell him that. “I’m here, okay? No matter what, you have me.” He looks me right in the eye, assuring me tenderly with a smile this time. “But damn, you really do look like shit right now, and when was the last time you used deodorant?” His unconventional joke in my time of sadness makes me break into laughter. It wasn’t funny but it was whatever it was and it makes me laugh. I just needed to laugh. It rolls out of me effortlessly, like everything was with Adam. While I choke on my saliva, he watches me, amused for the duration of my chuckling.

emoji. The messages arrived at random times throughout the day. A photo of his coffee cup with the caption "Fuel for another thrilling day of capitalism." A link to an article about workplace productivity with the comment "Thought you might find this amusing." Simple things that somehow made even the longest days feel a little less lonely.

“That was... something.” He didn’t even flinch. “Tough crowd,” he muttered under his breath. Tough crowd? Was this a boardroom or open mic night? --- Then came the coffee break. I’d barely made it to the break room when he cornered me with another one of his “brilliant” jokes. “What do you call a sad cup of coffee?” he asked, his voice dripping with enthusiasm. Against my better judgment, I played along. “What?” “A depresso.”