Hate Being Alone Novels & Stories

Do you see this every day? He smiled.”Yeah, but I enjoy it more today" “Why?” “Because I'm not alone. I hate being alone” "I hate being alone too",I reply.

Sade I was feeling the loneliness. Living alone had been fun and new at first, but it quickly got old. I didn’t think I was cut out to be alone. I was bored. Every night I sat on my couch, flipping through channels and texting Trent—assuming he was able to text. I talked to myself—a lot. Probably more than was healthy. I ate alone. I did everything alone.

When do we get a happily ever after, Clair? I sighed. ‘I don’t think someone like me gets to have one, Mali. I’m sorry you got paired with me. You have to suffer the loneliness alongside me.’ I used to be okay with being alone. I didn’t see people around me who loved each other. I figured it was better to be alone than to be in bad company. I didn’t mind my own company. I still don’t. I know how to be alone. I’ve spent a lifetime being alone.

When do we get a happily ever after, Clair? I sighed. ‘I don’t think someone like me gets to have one, Mali. I’m sorry you got paired with me. You have to suffer the loneliness alongside me.’ I used to be okay with being alone. I didn’t see people around me who loved each other. I figured it was better to be alone than to be in bad company. I didn’t mind my own company. I still don’t. I know how to be alone. I’ve spent a lifetime being alone.

Why I have a bad habit of making promises when someone challenges me? Shrugging, I walked off to the hallway, this morning was really boring cause everyone is gone early to their work and as usual, I have no one to talk to. I never felt so lonely before. On my way to the room, I decided to explore this massive mansion to kill my boredom. Or, I will get some clues that can help me to find about my unknown past if I ever here with Andrew. I sometimes wonder what kind of relationship I've had shared with him, as I was madly in love with him?

"I hate to be alone, but I am afraid to drag someone else to my chaotic world." Harvey My heart can feel the truth in every thread of her words. I wanted to remind myself she is just drunk. She must have said those words in her drunken state, drunken mind. She might not remember anything she just said. But my foolish heart wanted to take hold of her words. Part of me was hoping she wasn't just drunk saying such things that make my heart dance in joy. What she said were all words from my very own heart. I wanted to say I wished we could stay like this forever. That I hate to be alone as well, but I am also scared to drag someone else into my imperfect world.

There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.” He then moved forward to find another underlined context, “I will build myself up so high in such a short time that when he leaves me, I will become a lightning storm, a nuclear apocalypse. I will not come out of this with nothing.” He read it once. Twice. And thrice. He sighed and placed the book back. He looked out of the window. The sunlight hit his face. His eyes shining brightly, giving the pure aura of brown. He then closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, his hands in his pock

Had it been with Lucian that she had lost, the one with whom she had experienced the happiest moments of her life, despite his betrayal and the shattering of every promise he had made? Her heart seemed to be ripped apart as she forced herself to talk. “Love hasn't found its way into my life very often anyway.” As the tremor threatened to overtake her, she drew in a deep breath and endeavored to compose herself. “Everyone seems to enjoy hating me. Oh.. hurting me too.” As she continued, her eyes grew cloudy. “It’s okay. Hate me to your core. Get all the hate off your chest and pour all your hatred on me. I shall not insist upon your affection. I'll never do it. Grant me a chamber, secluded fr

Rock bottom has its firm grip on me. “And you’re living alone which means you can do whatever the hell you want whenever you want.” Jayler went on and I saw through the eager naivety right there. “I just can’t wait for the day that I’ll be on my own.” “Oh, be careful what you wish for.” I trailed knowing that living alone isn’t always that liberating and fun. The loneliness kills you most especially if you are single as fuck. Staring at the four walls ain’t even that fun. You have to do all the work too. “Living alone isn’t always that fun and this is coming from a person who’s been living alone for five years.”

I didn’t want to be pitied. I wanted to be alone.