Heartbreak Funny Quotes Novels & Stories

"I thought I knew how to make an omelette. I guess not." "Don't beat yourself up, or should I say cut yourself up?" "Haha, that was terrible." "It was good, it was a good joke," "Then how come I'm not laughing?" "Cause I think you cut up your funny bone too," Marcus couldn't hold back his laugh, "that made no sense, at all." "Yet you laughed, so mission accomplished. When I was a kid, my dad would make a bunch of dad jokes whenever we got hurt just to distract us from the pain, they were rarely funny." Marcus chuckled. "But it's the effort that counts, huh?"

“First, I lost my friend, and today… I lost my love.” Tears blurred my eyesight, straightening myself. “Let me congratulate them.” I grabbed her hand to stand on my own feet, needing her support to do this. “Don’t go. Aoife, don’t do this to yourself.” I clasped her hand, and she knew my smile was fake as I slapped my tears away. In the highest of our pain, sometimes we became mad and started laughing at ourselves. The only thing after hours of crying is plaster on a smile because we didn’t have tears left inside.

His whole face arranged itself into something that looked like genuine heartbreak exaggerated, clearly performed, and somehow still funny enough that I couldn't keep a straight face. "So you're just going to leave me over there," he said, tilting his head toward the wall in the direction of his apartment, "completely alone." The laugh came out of me before I could do anything about it. A real one, loud enough that I had to press my hand over my mouth, and he stood there watching me lose it with a perfectly maintained expression of deep personal suffering that made the whole thing worse. "Jo." I shook my head, trying to pull myself together. "I genuinely did not see this coming from you. I ha

It could be anyone. “Is everything alright?” Marvin’s voice brought me out of my thoughts. I nodded my head immediately “I am just fine” I said. “You are scoring me Kennedie” I scoffed “sometimes I scare myself too so it is not a big deal” I said. I thought it was pretty funny but apparently Marvin did not get the joke…. Bro has been losing his sense of humor lately. How boring. “This is not funny” he said. “You’ve got to admit, it is a little bit funny”

But here is someone who was ready to sit and listen. “You know you just remind me of when I went into a heartbreak. Everyone kept on saying ‘be strong’,’move on’ and a lot more but no one told me, it's normal to feel hurt after a heartbreak. No one told me it's normal to cry it out so as to feel better. No one even sat to listen. Everyone told me to man up like it was easy.” He said aloud out of deep thoughts. “You were once married?”

"Don't shout; it hurts me." "Fuck you!" he retorted. Damn. I couldn't help but laugh. His face turned crimson, and it seemed like he was about to explode with anger. Damn, he looked cute, especially when he shouted at me. Is he testing me or something? "What—what's so funny? Stop laughing!" he shouted again. I bit my lower lip to stifle my laughter, but a smile remained on my face. It's as if yesterday I was broken, yet today, why do I feel nothing but happiness? Could it be because it's just the two of us here? Damn, it takes me back.

Stop deceiving yourself and stop playing games with me. "You're really getting a kick out of this, aren't you?" I said with a slight jest in my voice, trying to mask the hurt that was bubbling up inside me. The chuckles from your lips only served to deepen the wounds, reminding me of how much you've changed. It's like a knife twisting in my heart with every laugh. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore; they flowed freely down my cheeks, tracing the path of my brokenness.

Message: Reschedule them. Me: With them or with you? Message: Your sense of humor is pretty lame. Me: Well, I thought it was funny. Message: Me: Message: "It's going to take a lot more than that to mend this broken heart." Me: Oh, come on. Me: I'll be there after 8. Message: Well, what do you know? I'm magically healed. Me: Lame. Message: With a fantastic ass. Me: Well, I won't argue with that.

“Viv, what’s going on with you? What are you laughing about?” She kept laughing until tears rolled down her cheeks. She wiped the corners of her eyes continuously and tried to suppress her laughter to tell him, “I was joking with you. I heard a joke from my colleague today. She spoke about how fiancées are proposing break-ups with their fiancés. The fiancés answer with all sorts of strange replies. As a result, we made a pact to try it out with our partners when we got home.”

“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?” “I'm just wondering how you are able to laugh about all of these like it is not a big deal.” “It was a big deal.” I laughed. ”Back then, I didn't think I could ever recover from the pain. It felt like I was going to die, literally. But each time, I stood back up on my feet, trusted my heart like it didn't get broken before and even managed to love again several times. What looked so insurmountable back then is like a means of entertainment for me right now.”