Novel & Cerita Misfit Quotes

Still do what I love. - MishanAngel

“Magic spills, I see an enchanting rhythm. Wow! I hear rhythm all within. Music was felt the need. All sounds were proof, but the rhythm of heart speaks. I smiled my way, far from fortune, in dust and dirt. I will create myself from within. Why count me misfit? Why? Why do you label me weak? Why do you call me by the name of my limits? Let me also grow as keeps growing a tree, as keeps growing each leaf. I will also be like Lord Shiva. I too can excel. How, without my attempt, even, you count me a misfit? You label me a misfit?” After I paused, I said: “Let me smile my way through difficulties. If I complain, or if I don’t, I still don’t fail. I might fall, but no one can ever fail when atte

There were just assholes everywhere. “I always felt trapped. I wanted to quit on several occasions but my financial situation held me back,” Amaya shifts her focus back to Anna as she speaks. “Was there any particular reason why you wanted to quit?” “Hey sexy, your lips would work better elsewhere; You look so sexy, I can't take my eyes off you. You would look so good on my bed. I wanted to stop hearing those words,” Amaya answers as she releases a nervous breath after. She balls her hand into a fist, the right palm over the left one as she squeezes it tightly.

Maxwell said. "I bet you've used that line before," I said, unable to resist taking a jab at him. "You're probably just a smooth-talking player, aren't you?" I added, my voice thick with sarcasm. "That's not true!" he protested, sounding genuinely hurt. "I would never use such cheap tricks to win someone over. I'm not like that." "Some things just aren't meant to be," he continued. "And some people just don't fit together, no matter how hard they try. No matter how much they want it to work, it just can't. It's like trying to force two puzzle pieces together that just don't match."

If you are not like the others — if you like simple basic things and your likes and dislikes do not align with your peers, then you are a freak. No one takes anything seriously anymore. It’s just a joke, It’s simple words, don’t take it to heart, you need to be stronger. Do you tell someone with a glass in their foot that they should forget about it instead of taking the glass out? Do you tell them that the pain is temporary instead of offering help? “If I am the way I am today, it is because of every single mistake I made!” I voice out and glared at the mirror with wide eyes. “Mistakes that were influenced by people who cared for me!” I snapped.

A/P "We may love the wrong person or cry for the wrong reason. But one thing is sure, mistakes help us find the right person." ~A/N

I nеvеr thоught thеrе wаѕ аn еxсерtіоn. “Thеrе wаѕ thаt аѕ wеll, Iz, guуѕ have a dіffеrеnt way of еxрrеѕѕіng thеmѕеlvеѕ. Truѕt me whеn I say wе dоn’t аlwауѕ gеt it right, ѕоmеtіmеѕ thе thіng wе еnvіѕіоn іn our hеаd dоеѕn’t асtuаllу mаtсh the оutсоmе.”

“If you suffer, I suffer.” “That’s the worst motivational speech I’ve ever heard.” “Wait till you hear the second half. ‘Together, we fail gloriously, but look hot while doing it.’” I couldn’t help it—I snorted. He looked too proud of himself. “I hate you,” I muttered. “You love me.” “Barely.” “That’s all I need.” We went quiet again. Not awkward-quiet. Comfortable-quiet. That weird space where the panic fades just enough and it’s just the two of you, in a messy living room, surrounded by notes and chaos and lukewarm coffee.

“We’re thirty, not fifty and I keep telling you that all that shit you do is going to catch up with you.” “Just because you’re socially awkward doesn’t mean the rest of us are, and I am only out doing those things so I can meet my soul mate like you did.” He smirks at me and I feel the urge to smack him. “Soul mates aren’t real and there is no such thing as ‘the one’. You are either compatible with someone or you’re not. Fortunately I met someone who doesn’t make me want to give up sex completely.” I say.

"Why won't you believe me?" Yvonne pouted. "You always lie to me. No man has his first relationship at 30 years old." Benedict spoke the truth. I had always been strict with him. Plus, he was disciplined, so ever since he decided to become a doctor, he spent all his time studying, sparing no time for romance. If he had, then he wouldn't be deceived by Yvonne's two-faced nature. When Benedict fell silent, Yvonne began to lose her temper. "You're still lying to me! I saw the illegitimate son your ex gave birth to. How can you lie to me, you asshole?"