Quotes About Tired Of Being Alone Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I don't want you to go." "I know, baby. But I'm tired. So tired. And I'm ready. I've lived eighty-one years. I've helped thousands of people. I've loved and been loved. That's enough. More than enough. I'm full. Now it's your turn to fill up. Your turn to pour out. Your turn to choose."

I am nothing but pain and suffering and she is peace and comfort. “Good thing you wised up,” I tell her. “Monsters don’t get to be loved.” She looks back out at the sunset, saying nothing as she plays with a small twig in her hands. I want to move closer, to sit where my leg will rest against hers or my hand may gently brush her skin. I used to think living alone was the hardest thing I could ever do. Now I know it’s choosing to be alone when someone wants you, and you want them too.

ELIAS …. Third stupid year started some weeks ago, and men! I feel on top of the world, cause not only would I be out of the fucking hellhole soon, but also because of the fact that am all alone, just like how I like it. Alone? Why on earth would anyone like to be alone? To give a brief flashback, let me take you back to my pathetic damn sad story.

“Damn it! I’m tired! I’m tired of this!” The rawness of it stopped me cold. He sagged forward, breathing hard, shoulders heaving. His voice cracked not loudly, but enough. “I’m tired of needing help,” he continued hoarsely. “Tired of fighting my own damn body. Tired of—” He cut himself off, teeth grinding. “Just… tired.” I felt my chest ache. Slowly, carefully, I stepped closer. “Alpha Jaron—” “Leave it,” he snapped. Then quieter, sharper: “Just leave me alone.”

"But not you? I don't think you fit in that category." He pursed his lips, "You'd be surprised." "Really? Try me." He hesitated at first, "Okay ... I'm afraid to end up alone," he raised his brows, "That's the reason why I want to retire ... I've been alone for 10 years and it's not easy at times ... it gets very lonely, and the thought of going through the rest of my life alone terrifies me." It struck her, loneliness is a very human emotion that could plague any normal human being, "Is that how it feels like to be on the run?"

Caroline said. “I know Caro but, this is my mate I’m talking about. I’ve been too long without him and I refuse to allow some human bitch to best me." I replied. "If she wants him, then she’s going to have to get through me first. For years I’ve been alone and I’m tired. I know that everyone thinks I’m strong and have handled not having a mate. The truth is I’m lonely, Caroline. I hate going to bed by myself. It’s a horrible feeling” I explained.

Maybe I wasn't cut out for love, maybe I was destined to be alone forever. The lonely wolf, nice name right? If that's the title I was given then maybe I should stick with it. Afterall, it's better than getting hurt over and over again. It's really sad when I thought about it though, when I thought about all the things I have been through.

Too fast to even react or make a protest, Clay smirks as he crashes his lips unto him as the door closes. Now, tell me what could it be? But a rather skyline? “The most terrible loneliness is in loving someone completely, deeply, and without reserve and knowing you’re not loved that way in return.” ----- Anonymous -----

I didn't know when I started to cry, I felt miserable and I hated life that very moment. There's nothing worst than suffering in this life and being alone.. No matter how rich and powerful you are, if you don't have loyal friends or happiness.. Life will be a living hell for you.. All this years I've spent my life, working hard thinking that socializing and hanging out with people was a waste of time.. I never realized I was digging a home for myself..

And then— The reflection whispered. “I’m tired of sharing.”