Quotes About Hurting By Someone You Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

I know by the way my mother won’t look at me that this is what she’s agreed to. It doesn’t have to be so bad. It doesn’t have to be so hard. I close all my eyes. You can’t hate someone for hurting you. Because then you’d have to hate you for hurting you. And then you wouldn’t have a Friend, or a friend, in the world.

Cheating is the most disgusting, hurtful and disrespectful thing you could ever do to someone you say you love. I covered my ears but no use, it's just keep on repeating the word he used to say. Why are he like that? He is really really into me. And no matter what I do, I still can't hate him. "Shut the fuck up Manu! You're not missing me you're a liar!!" I began to start crying again. He's a liar he told me that he loves me then the next day what? He makes me feel Unwanted? It hurts! It really is.

She stared at it artfully, "I'm not hurt, okay? What's this, just the same as those w*****d stories that supposedly hurt? It's a cliché. We are not in the book." Of course, she was not a fool to pick up the broken bowl that would only injure her. It hurts to be hurt. It's just like love, eh. Wait, how did love get into the bowl? She quickly dismissed her flying mind again. ***

Abby's POV: The love we have for someone can sometimes be an inspiration at the same time it can ruin us. The ability to love is an ability to get hurt. There are things in life that we often forgot to embrace which is why we suffer in pain and that...is self-love. I love Cloud so much that it blinded me from everything. I set aside myself and gave everything to him. The painful things that I thought I wouldn't experience on his hands, happened. It hurts that the person who became your inspiration since you were young was the reason of my downfall.

" I am drinking because of people like you. Love ? It's just a useless thing. Why do I need to love someone if in the end they will hurt me badly? It's just the same routine over and over again. You can be happy at first but sad in the end" I bow my hear and let my tears drip. I sob uncontrollably and I don't care if people are looking at me and judging me without knowing why I'm sobbing and drinking. "I'm sorry for hurting you but I swear , I truly love you" "Bullsh*t that sorry Greg ! You can't just hurt someone thinking that ' sorry' would be enough . Well, at least you said sorry while him didn't. He just leave us without any explanation or goodbye". "Who is he Grace?.

I spatted at him. " Even you are bothered about me but person who really want to get bothered about me doesn't have any interest in me . What kind of life is mine ? Listen to me this is a free advice from me which I learnt from my own life " I leaned more towards that bartender and said. " Never hurt your love even if it is by a word. You will regret it later when she leaves you " I said. " Sir....." " No , no it's okay I am fine. I have to be fine." I took another peg and said.

I looked at him when he told me those words, my tears starting to flow. "I didn't expect this would happen actually, everything is going so well this past days, but as what people always say 'expect the unexpected', none of my pain came from an enemy. they all came from people i've loved. People I trusted, people I opened my heart to without fear. the kind of people I thought would protect my feelings, not become the reason they broke. Strangers never had that power. Only the ones I cared about did. that's the strange truth about love. the closer someone is to your heart, the deeper they can hurt you. But even with the pain, I don't regret loving the way I did. because it means my heart was

“Now that I know how you feel, I can’t do anything with you, I will only be using you. Because.. Because you know how I feel about love.” “You always used me. Every time you had a fight with your family, I was right there, even when it was inconvenient for me. And I didn’t hate it. I didn’t hate that you were using me. Even now, I want you to use me.” I wince. “I can’t.. that would be hurting you. I can’t hurt you intentionally.” “Hurting me? What was hurting me was standing by you all those years and pretending to hate love when I loved you with all of my being.”

My body for her life. I thought about the bruises. The tears. All the times he had made me cry in pain. “But he hurt me so much,” I whispered, my voice cracking on the last word. Fresh, hot tears blurred my vision. “How can I love someone who’s hurt me this much? It doesn’t make any sense.”

“I mean I don’t do too much to get a girl. They always just like me and want me.” Steph understood Alex more now and figured why he was that way. “You know, love is one thing everyone should experience in their lifetime. It’s literarily the best feeling ever.” “People who claim to love themselves hurt each other too. Love isn’t all that you say it is.” Steph knew where that question was coming from. He was probably making reference because of his biological father. “A love that cares will never hurt. That’s what I have learnt regarding Love. Anyone who hurts you, never loved you.”