Hate Or Love Me Quotes Novels & Stories

H e smiled and wiped m y tears and rested his forehead against mine. "Laksh neve hate m e . Keep loving m e like this. Plz ne-never hate m e , even i f sometimes I may act like stupid but -but plz dont even hate m e Laksh. You - you have spoiled m e by your love. Now i f you will hate m e then I wont b e able t o live....." I told him m y all insecurities and hugged him tightly.

'Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make, one day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without and find that breath is of little consequence.' ❤❤❤❤ CROSSING JASON'S PATH ❤❤❤❤

she announced and placed the kit beside her. "Thanks," I simply said. "Just so you know, you're not very welcome." I stared at her with a grin on my face as I spoke. "They say, the more you hate, the more you love." "Ew! I will never consider—" I went near her, "falling...in...love with..."

She pressed her face into the mattress, not wanting to see me. “ Doesn’t matter. Hate is as shit as love. ” I shrugged my shoulders and got down from the bed. “ Now, excuse me, My Darling. I need to take care of my dick. ”

Because really, I don't want this love to turn into hate. If you can't love me, then stop torturing my feelings. Because really, I want to remember all the sweet things between us, even if it's just a matter of fingers. If you can't love me, then let me forget you.

And he turned and threw it all back in my face. I hate him. I hate him. I. Hate. Him. How can love burn so hot one second, only to rot into hate the very next?

Why I am not strong like others? "I'm so sorry. So sorry. So sorry but I couldn't..." I whisper sobbing. "I miss you...I miss you so much. please come back....your honeybee miss you... Please come back no one love me now.... everyone hates me no one loves me .... please come back" I chock and start sobbing. "Honeybee remember I always with you" "Honeybee alwys remember who are you it's ok to be different but it's not ok to hate yourself"

The joke is on me big time. I want to hate him. I really want to but now I realize I can't. No matter how hard I try, I just can't. How can I when the mere mention of his name makes me wet and helpless with the need for him!? When the thought of him makes me weak with warmth, and tenderness, and... Love. I just love the bastard. I'm incapable of hating him. 'I love you, Thor Reginald Quinn!' I shout in my mind. 'Since hating you is not working then I give up trying to hate you, you bastard! Satisfied!?'

“Sis Liv, love is not cheap. You just can’t differentiate love and hatred because you love him so deeply.” Someone who loved another person deeply would always be on the losing side.

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.