Miserable Life Meaning Novels & Stories

It's a pity they will also be joining RL. "Do not follow someone like me in your next life because I am penniless, hopeless, homeless and jobless."

… He looked in the mirror,his face clouded with self hate. He despised himself utterly. For being so weak and useless,he worked hard all his life only to die miserably. He hated himself for being unable to voice his opinions for so long,for living in shackles within his own family space where he is supposed to get the best support. He felt so miserable. So sad. Isn’t it laughable?! How I help so many people get their lives together but I can barely get my shxt together. How so many people look up to my miserable self.

“What do you want?” “I want your life!” Mia glared at me with burning eyes, “I used to keep asking myself if I did something wrong to make my parents abandon me. Why can your life be bright and beautiful, while I am as bad as a pool of sewage? This is not fair at all!” “My life is not as perfect as you think,” I told her patiently, “This is Mikeal's revenge on our mother. Not only did he kill our mother, but he also made my life miserable. I've lost more than you. Mia, we're all victims.”

~*JUNE*~ Well... this is a fucking disaster. My life has gone from messy to completely, unbelievably fucked. At this point, the universe seriously needs to cut me a goddamn break. For crying out loud, I’m just a twenty-three-year-old girl trying to survive in this shitty world. Nothing more. Nothing less. Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse than it already is, the universe, in its infinite wisdom, keeps proving me wrong.

Life's too short to spend it trying to please people and grieving. Besides, it'd been a while since he had done some sexercise. His scrotum required to be drained. If I perish, I perish. *Shishi- money(pidgin English) * njoka master- someone who likes parties and enjoyment.

I pulled back, stunned. "Are you out of your mind? You're underage. I don't want this life for you. Do you think I enjoy men drooling over me? Grabbing at me like I'm some toy? This is survival, not glamour." "My life is already miserable!" she cried. "I dropped out of school. I'm broke. I sit in this hospital every day, staring at a sister who hasn't opened her eyes in over a year. God, I feel so useless. Just let me do this!" Tears brimmed in her eyes, but I couldn't give in.

" That must be sad. She was mistreated by her family who killed her father. How could people stood that low for money?" " Money is really something that can ruin you or give you a life with happiness!" Mr Fernandez says, walking out. There are lots of things to say or feel. But life doesn't approve of sticking into the past for few mistakes.

“Why can't you just let me be? Why have you decided to make my life miserable and torture me every single time?” “Because you don't deserve anything good.” She snarled. “You're a worthless piece of shit that has no place in this world. If mum and dad have never told you, I regret the day you came into our lives. Mother should have left you to die in the hands of your worthless….”

“I have no one that I love. no one that Cares for Me. no one that will notice when I'm gone.’ She tries to fight the sob that escapes her lips. tears cascade down her cheeks. She doesn't stop them. She does not wipe them away. She stands glued to the sport. feeling helpless. feeling vulnerable. feeling like all she wanted to do was for the world to open and for her to disappear beneath it. to be long lost and forgotten. For her name to be robbed of existence and for her to live a life that was worth living. Was that even possible? “ I have nowhere else to go. My life is miserable. I am miserable.”

As though my every cry, wince and whimpers are melodious to his hearing. Well am damn familiar with such position. I lived such unfavourable life back at my home pack. As much as I desire lying, I must admit it ain't a life one ever want or should ever desire. Same level I desire it not, same level I desire not it replay within red blood pack with alpha Ron. I desire not it repeats itself. It's really a messed life!. People derive pleasure from your ever pains, agony and intensive suffering. That really is cruel. I term death preferable to repitition of such soul shattering life.