Hate Being Sober Lyrics Novels & Stories

It hurts when people tell you words like; "You aren't worth it! What are you good at! Stop acting crazy! She's psychic!" I didn't even have someone to comfort me, either. That night, I wore a hood covering my face and paced towards the bridge, which just a distance from my old apartment then. I went beneath it and watched the wave of the lagoon. I sat on its fine sand that made it look like a beach praying my last prayer, and although I was frightened at the same time, I was determined to kill myself. Likewise, I exhaled heavily and ran into the water like a child as it splashed all over me. I went furthered but a screamed stopped me. I looked around, and I found someone screaming for help b

You tried to dull my shine But my light is Undimmable. I am me, unapologetically You thought you would forget me, But guess what? I’m unforgettable. You tried to replace me. My love is Unreplaceable. Now you want to relate to my pain But you and I are Unrelatable. Don’t you know- I am me, unapologetically You wanted to change me. I’m un-customizable. You wanted to mold me, My intellect is Untouchable. You wanted to shape me, For you, my spirit is

Faye I hate rehab centres. I hate the people who work here. I hate walking through the facilities with my raging mother. I hate being the grown up. I hate watching them cuff my mother and sedate her. I hate I hate i hate everything _____________ No matter how many times I do it, I always cry in the way back to my house after dropping her at a rehab centre. I always wish the world would just swallow me whole. I wipe a tear from my blurry eyes. My phone rings again and I toss it into the back seat. Aidan needs to stop calling!

he slams the last time before cuming inside me. Fuckkk this men is the reason behind my mental illness one day…..

such as That Should Be Me - Justin Bieber On Bended Knee - Boyz II Men So Sick - Ne-Yo Wouldn't Change a Thing - Demi&Joe I feel like shit.. right now. Put my hood on and lean my back to the wall. I hate Andrew.. yeah I hate Andrew. Why all of this has to happen? My poor heart. Now I'm starting to hate having 2 identities. I can't be myself at school and I'm starting to get lonely.

Silence. My voice sounds small. But the words are huge. Too huge. They fill the whole room. He doesn’t move. Don't blink. “...What?” “You heard me.” “Nico” “No, listen,” I cut in. “I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of acting like it’s normal to see someone else touch you like that. It makes me sick. It makes me angry. It makes me” My voice breaks. I hate that. I hate crying.

she said truthfully. "That our relationship will fail like the last time?" She nodded. He cupped her face with his hands. "I know we may not have the perfect compatibility." he said softly. He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. "But what we have is something deeper. We love each other, even if we sometimes fail to understand one another. Our love is real. And with it, we can face our flaws together. Because the truth is, I can’t find peace without you by my side. No matter how difficult things get, I'll never leave you again... I can't live without you, Angel." his voice cracked slightly as he continued, "And whenever we feel like giving up... we’ll look at our kids. They will remind us

He just sat there, thinking, the silence stretching between us like a confession neither of us wanted to name. We started talking again — about life, about how hard it is for people like us. I told him about my parents, how they’d disowned me when I told them the truth. “It hurt,” I admitted, “but I’d rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I’m not.” He was quiet for a while, then said softly, “That’s brave.” “It’s not bravery,” I said. “It’s survival. And if your friend wants to live, really live, he has to stop hiding.”

“Don’t romanticize what you did to me.” “I wasn’t,” he said softly. “I was apologizing.” The silence that followed was heavier than the smoke-laced air. After several minutes, Evelyn sat across from him, her knees pulled to her chest. Her body was trembling, but it wasn’t from fear. It was from everything she hadn’t had time to feel. Harlow’s sacrifice. The explosion. The revelation of what she truly was. It was too much, too real. She buried her face in her arms. “Why does it still hurt if I’m not even human?”

“When Sophia told me, I didn’t believe her. I didn’t expect you to have fallen this far. You’ve just graduated, and already you’re thinking about staying out and fooling around. After all these years, I still failed to raise you properly. You’re just like the useless people who run the second they’re asked to carry family responsibility. The Colobo family can’t afford that kind of shame.” Pain struck hard in my chest. So that was how he saw me now. “That’s not it,” I said, my voice unsteady. “I’m moving out because the day after tomorrow, I’m going to…” “Do whatever you want.” His shout cut off the rest of my words. The way he looked at me was no different from the way he would look at a str