Heartbreak Funny Quotes Novels & Stories

"I 'd suggest you forget you ever saw her, to avoid hitting destruction mode" Leo knew the mess his friend became when they broke up. Although he didn't know the reason they broke up, he knew he didn't want to see his friend get hurt again. "Thank you, but I'll be fine" Tan replied assuringly. "You should have seen your face when you saw her, you looked so pale, like you have been drained of all your blood" Leo chuckled. Trying to bring his friend back to reality, he wanted to think about Gabby and the good memories they shared.

I wondered if my heart could survive without him and whether a life without Hayden could be considered a normal and happy life. I sighed loudly. “You should keep yourself busy. It’s one of the best ways to deal with grief,” Hayden suggested as he patted my head firmly a few times. “Is that from personal experience?” I asked. “Does it matter?” he asked, clearly not willing to answer my question. “What about heartbreak? What’s the best way to deal with that?” I asked as I took his hand and placed it flat against my beating heart. “I only break other people’s hearts, so I wouldn’t know…” Hayden replied with a seductive smile before he kissed my forehead and told me to go to sleep.

“You’re allowed to feel whatever you feel, Grace. You’re human. Please, don’t ever think you’re foolish for feeling.” She tried to laugh, but it came out as a broken sound as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. “It’s just... it’s so silly,” she said, clutching my hands tighter. “But I can’t stop crying over it.” “It’s not silly if it hurts you,” I told her. I gave her a small, reassuring smile, trying to ease the heaviness in the air. “I remember when I was eighteen, I cried for hours because a guy stood me up. I didn’t even like him that much, but it still hurt, you know? We all have moments when the world feels heavy.”

But once it did, I found myself chortling. “What? No! How did…” But the rest of my words died down in my throat at the soft feel of her lips against my cheek, the clicking sound of the phone following almost immediately. I found her staring at me through a smug grin, holding the phone up to me. “Told you it can’t be that bad.” And surprisingly, I found myself agreeing with her as I stared at the screen. It really wasn't bad – it wasn’t bad at all! “What caption do you think I should use? Think of something cute, but not cheesy. Something unique.” “How about ‘brave hearts?’” I offered. “How about no,” she answered 'sweetly,' to which I just chuckled. “Hey, it’s not that bad you know.” “Brave

freaking dumbass bastard🤣😕how could you forget that I'm watching you? You're breaking my heart 😭😭😭Hina, our man😭😭😭 Anyways, this was cute, I love em both! I knew U said no more smut, but I had to

Mathew: Does this mean now I have two heartbroken sons? Mathew: At least I have already bought the books about how to deal with heartbreak (ʘ ʖ̯ ʘ)

The humor of Mitchell's story had acted as a balm, temporarily soothing the ache of her recent breakup. "Thank you, Mitchell," Sarah said, a warm smile gracing her lips. "You always know how to make us laugh, even in the toughest times." Mitchell shrugged modestly, her playful looks still intact. "What are friends for? And Laughter is the best medicine, they say." Isn't it? She asked as she turned around and placed her hands on her waist. This made the girls to burst into another round of laughter.

Even though the words came out of my mouth, there was a tightness in my chest after saying them to my best friend. Ruby looked at me with burning eyes, filled with overwhelming anger. Without hesitation, he swung his hand and slapped me hard in the face, making my head sway to the right side. Pain shot through my cheek, but I laughed bitterly as I said, "A slap is nothing, Ruby. My heart is too broken and I can no longer feel the pain!” In my bitter laughter, there was hidden pain behind it. My heart is broken and hurt by the friendship that has been torn apart. I realized that harsh words and cruel actions would not change anything. Only destruction and loss were left behind.

Natasha laughs at me, "I think you're the only one who's sad about it. Hell, I didn't even study." Then the bell rings, cutting our conversation short. "I'll see you later!" We say at the same time. I walk into my Calculus class. I see another one of my friend's, Manny. "Hey, Man." I joked. "Ha, ha, I'm dying with laughter." He states sarcasm drips from his speech. "I'm sorry," I mess with his beautiful hair, "Can you find it in your heart to ever forgive me!" Manny laughs loudly at me. "I'll need to think about it. I need time for my heart to heal." Manny pretends to look hurt and looks far off.

I bit my lip hard. “I don’t know what to say,” I whispered, my voice cracking at the edges. He chuckled. “Feeling sad for me?” “Of course.” “Don’t. I’m too old for those mushy emotions.” “You’re not old. Stop saying that. You’re perfectly in the center. Give it a couple of years and you’ll be an old man.” He laughed. Actually laughed. One of his rare laughs that felt like warm moonlight. “You can be very heartless,”