I Am Broken Quotes Novels & Stories

Then he said something that broke my heart, shattered my world, broke me into pieces and left me in crumbles. “W.who ar.re you?”

"I see broken things, and I want to fix them. Beautiful broken things especially." "I'm not broken." The laugh that escaped him was genuinely amused, "Of course you are. You're sitting in a stranger's house, wearing clothes you slept in, drinking whiskey you can't afford, because the alternative is sleeping rough and hoping you don't freeze to death before morning." Put like that, my situation did sound fairly desperate. "But broken doesn't mean worthless," he continued. "Sometimes the most interesting people are the ones who've been shattered and rebuilt themselves into something new."

“Josh loved you both so much. He spent his last moments telling you that. Telling you to be happy.” “How can I be happy? How can I ever be happy again without him?” “I don’t know. But you have to try. For your son. For Josh’s memory.” “I can’t. I can’t do this without him.” “You can. You’re the strongest person I know.” “I’m not strong. I’m broken. I’ve always been broken.” I was sobbing so hard now I could barely speak. “And now I’m shattered. Completely shattered. And I don’t know how to put the pieces back together.”

"What do you gain?" "Nothing. Everything." I moved to the window beside her. "I've been where you are. Broken. Controlled. Used as a weapon. Someone helped me. Now I help others. That's how it works." "What if we can't be fixed? What if we're too broken?" "Then we learn to live broken. Find strength in the cracks. Build something new from the pieces." I met her eyes. "You're not alone. None of you are. Not anymore."

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

Kat's P.O.V I was currently sitting on the cold metal floor. Tears were staining my eyes as the thought of loosing Jack flooded my mind. "I can't loose Jack." I said to myself Loosing Jack is not an option. While wiping my tear stained face I started hearing gun shots. "Fuck Jack is here!" I yelled to myself. I attempted to jump up but immediately got pulled back. The restraints on my wrist caused my back to be slammed onto the the metal pole behind me.

"I felt like wala na akong kakampi. Pakiramdam ko puro nalang kamalasan ang nangyayari sa akin. My family aren't the same anymore. I felt like their love is gone, I can't feel them anymore. Then you broke up with me ... you let me go...you gave up on me." Nabitawan ko siya at napayuko din ako ng makaramdam ng kirot sa d****b. "Yes, I broke up with you, I let you go, but I didn't gave you up, Khael. I can still be your friend. I'm always here."

It is as if the world finally crumbled as there is no light to give him a good sight. “But you need to get out of this” Ian is laughing behind his song it is as if he wanted to express how he truly felt and he is right. There are people who is touched by his words. “ And start your life again” It is happy but for Ian, the words in his voice is not that fun. He is in pain. He can no longer say what happiness truly is. His face show that he is smiling but deep inside he is broken. As if he is a broken vase sticked together. Looking all so complete but in reality it is broken and can no longer hold any more damage. It is as if at anytime he can shatter and fall.

Something else. Something I don’t have a name for yet. Something I’m not ready to name. But for now… Breakfast is enough.

I hold the picture up for her to see, “and here is you kissing him. You can't see his face clearly for the obvious reason that his face is buried on yours but you can see his tattoo, clearly identifying him.” I was ready to give her the world, I put her first in everything and that still wasn't enough for her. “I'm an idiot,” I murmured, staring into her eyes one more time feeling more broken than ever. “I never want to see you again. Get out of my house” I say quietly. “Adam, I don't know who's behind this or what they stand to gain from it but I need you to remember the promise you made to me. I need you to trust me and know that I'm telling the truth.” She walks a step closer, “I didn't d