Hurt Feelings Quotes Novels & Stories

Pang aalo sakin ni Zach "Shh, it's okay love, It's okay.." "Pero bumawi naman akong nung paglaki niya hindi ba?" Tawa nito "Tinulungan ko siya humanap ng paraan kung paano ilabas ang mga galit na hindi sinasaktan ang sarili, na hindi mo kailangan magpakamatay. Only the person that hurts you can make you feel better."

I love the rain, the sound, the smell, the feeling it makes you feel na para bang alam niya 'yong kalungkutan na nararamdaman mo and it's there to comfort you. Sining Fedeli: The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never lost that it can't be found... I send him an inspirational quote na sinearch ko pa sa g****e. He replied at nagsend pa ako ulit. I tried to call him dahil baka he needed to hear my voice. Baka lang naman he wanted to talk and I'm free to be his listener whenever.

The pain was etched and the hurtful words she uttered left scars on my heart. I never thought it would come to that. The moment she said those hurtful words, it was like a dagger to the heart. The love that once flourished felt like it was crumbling, and I was left standing in the wreckage. The things she said, they pierced through every layer of my being. It's one thing to part ways, but the words she chose... they were a different kind of pain. It felt like the person I knew, the one I loved, had become a stranger.

I pause. Hurting dreams this way is truly satisfying. The feeling of not getting the one you love, is the ultimate weapon that I can hurt her with. “ He stares at me like an abandoned dog. Like he was wagging his tail when he saw me.” Hindi ko siya hinayaan pa makapag salita. I continue torturing her with my words “ You know what’s more shocking?” I gaze through her face. Making this proud expression na una niyang makikita sakin ngayon.

Muling bumalik ang sakit na aking naramdaman nung gabing huli kaming nagkita pero pinanatili kong blangko ang ekspresyon ng mukha ko ng tumingin ako sa kanya. Ang lahat ng masasakit na salita na kanyng binitawan sa akin nung gabing yon ay parang sirang plaka na muling paulit-ulit na nagpe-play sa utak ko. I couldn't forget how he hated me that night, his words were like daggers kept stabbing my heart a million time. Ilang taon na ang lumipas pero bakit ang sakit-sakit pa rin? Bakit nasasaktan pa rin ako? "Z, b-baby..." his voice is broken, his shoulder is shaking but I don't feel any pity for him.

Kahit pa madalas akong hindi magpakita ng emosyon ay tao pa rin ako at nakakaramdam ng sakit. Yes, it hurts. Ano bang hindi masakit sa mabalitaan mong patay na ang nag-iisang taong importante sa'yo na buhay pa. Gusto kong magwala sa galit, inis at panghihinayang pero mas pinangungunahan ako ng kahinaan. Kahit pa mabigat ang nararamdaman ko ay walang luga ang tumutulo sa mga mata ko ngayon.

nanggigigil na duro ko sa kanya Tumayo ako sabay ayos ng sarili ko at naglakad paalis pero bago ako tuluyang lumabas ay nilingon ko pa itong makayuko pa rin. "Kung mahal mo ako sana hindi mo 'to nagawa. Kung mahal mo ako hindi mo ako sasaktan at kung mahal mo ako hindi mo ako lolokohin at gagaguhin!" puno ng hinanakit na wika ko. "Kung ganito ang pagmamahal para sayo sana hindi na lang ikaw ang minahal ko. Ang sakit sakit mong mahalin! Huwag ka nang umasa pang magpapakatanga ako para tanggapin 'yang sorry mo. Hindi ako sumira sa ilang taong relasyon na meron tayo kung hindi ikaw. You choose this so face the consequences. From now on forget everything that we had. Lahat ng 'yon ay mananatilin

What he didn;t know was that it’d be far worse than regrets… “When I became sober…” I trailed off. “I’ll hate you.” His lips parted, and his eyes dropped as if it was sinking into the abyss of sadness. It was as if it was lost again after all the years of searching. “I hope you know how that hurts,” he whispered. Para akong sinaksak paulit-ulit. What’s more painful? To be hated by the person you love… or to hate the person you have loved and trusted? Hindi ko rin alam, eh. Hindi ko na rin alam.

Parang hindi lamang negosyo ang tinutukoy niya. Parang may mas malalim na pinagdaanan. Ngunit mabilis din niyang itinuloy ang kanyang speech. At muling bumalik sa propesyonal na tono. "One thing I learned through the years..." Bahagya siyang ngumiti. "...is that sometimes, the people who hurt us become the reason why we grow stronger." Napalunok ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Pero pakiramdam ko ay direkta iyong tumama sa akin.

"IT HURTS, YOU KNOW? Seeing my twin like that makes my whole world down in hell ... I can't even do anything, I'm so useless brother. I can't even give him a touch, I'm such a stupid person. I'm the older brother but I can't do anything. I'm hurt, I don't want him to be angry with me. I don't want him to hate me, I don't want him to think that I'm just nothing with him. I don't want him to think I'm someone else, I'm afraid that I might lose him, he's the only one left I have, who strengthen me," sambit ni Clever.