Pained Quotes Novels & Stories

Lumalala lang lalo at ngayon, sabay ko nang nararamdaman ang galit na 'yon at sakit. The pain was a dull ache, a constant throbbing in my chest. It was the pain of betrayal, the pain of lost love, the pain of shattered trust. It was the pain of realizing that everything I’d believed, everything I’d felt, had been a carefully constructed illusionThe pain was a constant presence, a chilling reminder of the depth of my own vulnerability, the extent of my own naiveté.

Staring at those, I can see his pain, grief and anger. "Iniisip ko pa lang ang sakit na idinulot sa'yo ng nangyari ay para akong inuubos. Thinking about the pain you have to feel makes me weak... Para akong paunti-unting pinapatay..." A tear escaped on his eyes. "Wala man lang akong nagawa para sa inyo... I'm sorry for being so fucking useless."

Literal ko nang nararamdaman ang pananakit ng aking puso. "Had I not been a good son, Mamá, Papá? Had I not been a good brother to Wharton? Had I not been a good person? Why do I have to suffer all these? What have I done to suffer all these pain? All my life, I never ask for too much. I never ask something for myself. I only want one and that is my Ysabelle. But why is it so hard for us to be happy? Why do we have to suffer all these pain?" "I'm so sorry son."

“Fuck! You’re hot! Ang taas ng lagnat mo. Sinasabi ko na nga ba at magkakasakit ka!” Nahimigan ko ang pagkataranta ng boses niya, ngunit hindi ako nakasagot ng unti-unti na akong mawalan ng malay. *** Love makes us vulnerable. George told me that love and pain are inseparable. Love will give you pain somewhere along the road. Some take it, and some would live to be hurt just to keep being hurt. And guess what? Hurting is fine. Those people who choose to run away from pain, I think, are as good as dead, and I don’t want to be like that. I still want to feel alive.

Muli akong bumaling sa kanya. "Ano pa ba ang gusto mong pag-usapan natin-" "I'm sorry." He cut me. "I-i'm sorry for the hurtful words I said yesterday-" "A sorry can't fix a broken glass, Pierce. Tapos na 'yon. A sorry isn't enough to remove the pain you've caused me. So I suggest you to open the door- Pierce!"

the memories! And no matter how many years had passed, I could still remember everything... every single thing darn it! I smiled painfully. Of course, I'd still remember... Hinawakan ko ang aking dibdib. The pain was still there. Akala ko wala na, natabunan lang pala ng kakaunting kasiyahan. I'm not okay. My wounds were never healed... I will never be okay. Napakurap na lang ako ng bahagyang manlabo ang aking paningin. Bahagya akong natawa ng maramdaman kong may luha ako sa mga mata.

dagdag niya pa. Halos madurog ang puso ko sa nasaksihan na paghihirap ng kapatid ko. Umikot ako sa kanyang harapan at pinantayan siya. "You are not a bad person. Okay? Y-you will never be. You're just hurt kaya ka ganyan. All you need is the person who will understand your pain and that is me Kiara. I w-will never turn my back on you." nahihirapang saad ko. "If I am not a bad person why am I suffering in this pain? I deserve to be happy right? But why can't I be happy? Why am I always crying? B-bakit iniiwan ako?"

Minsan kailangan din nating maisip at ipagpahinga ang ating utak. Pain is the only thing that's telling me im alive. Someday this pain will be useful for me. Diko namalayan na umiiyak na pala ako. every silent cry i been all this years The loud shout that no one can hear. The ears was covered because of fear And the eyes that was blurred because of tears. A facade that you have been wearing Guess you forgot why you're hurting You just smile through the pain But you're having a hard time to keep yourself sane

Napahawak na lang ako ng mahigpit sa steel handle at bigla akong pinagpapawisan ng matindi. Sobrang init. Sobrang init sa loob. Halos dama ko ang bawat butil ng pawis na namumuo mula sa aking likuran at noo. "A-ayos ka lang ba?" nilapitan na ako ng lalaki kanina nang mapansin niya na parang namimilipit na ako sa sakit. Halos hindi man lang ako makapagsalita sa sobrang sakit na nararamdaman ko. Hanggang sa napaluhod na lang ako roon at nakahawak sa zipper ko.

Sana kasi, nandito sya. I was shaken cheaply and punched in the road. I didn't even feel any pain but I could already see every blood flowing every finger of mine. Where did it all start? I've had enough, haven't I? Where am I missing? .why do I have to suffer such pain putang ina. The pain every time I think of the words "YOU'RE JUST ENOUGH" then it comes from her mouth.