Romans & histoires Quotes About Tired Of Being Alone

‘So, you’re here alone. I rolled my eyes so hard I saw my own brain. ‘In case your billionaire powers of observation have failed you, Portia and Josh are down there. They’re fully formed human beings. I’m not marooned on a desert island.’ ‘You know what I mean.’ I sighed. ‘Fine. If you mean, am I here alone, unattached, tragically single, a pathetic singleton surrounded by a sea of Valentine’s couples, then yes. Congratulations on your deduction. I am alone. Are you happy now?’

Sade I was feeling the loneliness. Living alone had been fun and new at first, but it quickly got old. I didn’t think I was cut out to be alone. I was bored. Every night I sat on my couch, flipping through channels and texting Trent—assuming he was able to text. I talked to myself—a lot. Probably more than was healthy. I ate alone. I did everything alone.

I just wanted to be heard, to be understood. "I'm just so tired," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm tired of being hurt, tired of being betrayed. I'm tired of being a good person, tired of being a good wife. I just want to be me, to be free from all of this pain and heartache."

Olivia: I really don't like those Ash: All right, I see Olivia: I'm just so tired Olivia: And sorry, Had a bad day Ash: It's okay Ash: Where are you? Olivia: I'm in my bathroom like the last time Olivia: I was about to go and washup Olivia: Sorry I'm emotions are all over the place Olivia: I'm just tired and lonely Olivia: I'm tired of being lonely Olivia: I don't know why I'm telling you this Ash: I'm here. You’re not alone

Blessed are those who do not fear solitude, who are not afraid of their own company, who are not always desperately looking for something to do, something to amuse themselves with. -Paulo Coelho. |A L E E Z A| Other people's days might turn bad, but my life is going awry. I have no idea how I consistently manage to immerse myself in the worst of troubles. It's like an unwanted talent that I possess, and no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get rid of it.

— Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I'm tired and I I want to go to bed Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep And then leave me alone Don't try to wake me in the morning 'Cause I will be gone Don't feel bad for me I want you to know...— *** I haven't had a dream in a very long time. But today... Maybe it's all the fault of such a busy day... I hear the church bell ringing in madness. Something... Something is ruining people...

he muttered, running a hand through his hair in frustration. I just hummed in response. Zaylen let out a tired sigh, slumping against the bench with exhaustion written all over his face. "I swear, Liana," he grumbled, rubbing his temples, "I am starting to think I'm just meant to be alone." I couldn't help but laugh at his dramatic proclamation, despite the heaviness of the situation. "Oh, come on, Zaylen," I said gently, "you're not doomed to a life of solitude.”

I need to be strong. I do not have anyone for myself. In this world, you will be alone and no one is there for you to help yourself but only you. I need to take note of that. People will say that they will help you out. People say that they will be there for you but in t6imes of trouble, they are not there and all you have to do is cry and realized that we have nothing to lean on in our darkest days. No one will ever understand. I heaved a sigh and finally finish my work.