I Like That You're Broken Broken Like Me Novels & Stories

The tip of my nose. "There is not a single iota of you that is unlovable. You draw people towards you as if you were the sunshine. You cast light wherever you go. If you were truly broken, truly damaged, you wouldn't be trying to live a life baking cupcakes to give joy to others. You would wither away in the dark, spread hate and anguish with every exhale. I know what broken looks like. I grew up with it. Stared it in the face. Killed it."

*singing* Why is it so hard for you To properly See me trying I get shocked to see How much I get hurt because of you My days are a struggle Even my dreams are painful If it was you How would it be If these crazy days became yours If you break down as much as me Will you know? All the pain that fills me To the point where my heart is about to explode How much I want you If it was you I would just love me If you break down as much as me Will you know?

Damian asks. Am I okay? I feel dirty. I feel violated. I feel used. I'm in unbearable pain. I'm covered in blood, piss, and semen. I can taste shit in my mouth. My body won't stop trembling. There's tears falling from my eyes. He broke me.

"I know I can treat you better than he can And any girl like you deserves a gentleman Tell me why are we wasting time On all your wasted crying When you should be with me instead I know I can treat you better Better than he can . . . " His gaze was still on Akira after he finished his song and that was probably because he wanted to map her reaction, he wanted to know what she felt about him .

His eyes widened, just a little, and I saw the flicker of hope in them that he hadn’t allowed himself to show before. “I’m not perfect,” I continued, my voice trembling but steady now. “I’m broken. And I don’t know if I can ever be whole again, but… I don’t want to do this alone. I don’t want to be alone anymore. Not with you.” Zeus stepped forward, closing the gap between us, his hand reaching out to gently touch my cheek. “You won’t ever be alone, November. I’ll be here. For all of you. Every broken piece.”

And his light chocolate eyes always lit up when Sara bounded in the door from school. Layla despised that dog, with every fiber of her being. She recognized what the dog meant to her daughter, and the very thought of something making Sara, 'the thing' that had ruined her entire life, happy, burned in her gut like acid. She took every opportunity she could to kick, or otherwise abuse the poor animal. Often locking him the closet with her water heater for hours at time, where Sara would sit next to the door, whispering to him, telling him it was alright, and that he was a good dog, while Rubble whimpered, and scratched at the door, trying to get back to his girl. No matter how she tried, thoug

If this doesn't work out, it won't break me. It might very well kill me, but I know I won't let it break me. I've already been broken and I refuse to fall apart again.

“And still lying for survival.” I lowered my hand slowly. “You should leave me alone, Rome.” “No.” The answer came too fast. A strange ache twisted in my chest. He leaned back against the leather seat, one arm stretched lazily while his sharp gaze remained locked onto me. “You know what pissed me off the most?” he said quietly. “I don’t care.” “You disappeared without giving me the chance to look for you.” I scoffed bitterly. “We were a sinking ship, Rome.” “Yes.” A faint smirk touched his mouth. “We were… but not anymore—until you decided to sunk that ship yourself.”

I said to the sea, "everything I can see now is all because of your eyes." Wind brushed against my face, as if he was answering me. "I hate you, Vincent. I hate that you turned me into this. I hate that you left so selfishly. I hate that you made it impossible for me to ever forget you!" The wind and waves swallowed my voice. Back home, I pulled out the letter he left me, something I had never told anyone about. "You selfish bastard," I whispered. "How dare you trap me with your eyes for the rest of my life?"

And filled with love. I broke down in sobs of realization.