Quotes For Hurting Feelings Novels & Stories

Masama na bang isipin mo ang buhay ng anak mo? Nababaliw na ako kaka-isip. Pagod at sawa na ako. "The wound made by hurting with fire will heal but the wound created by a harsh words uttered using a tongue leaves an indelible scar. I hope you'll realise how much you're hurting me someday..." Lahat ng mga ginawa niya sa 'kin ay sariwa pa rin sa isip ko. Kung pa'no niya ako tratuhin at saktan emotionally, physically and mentally.

I was hurt so bad! ***

Lihim ang pagsinghap ko, diko aakalaing ganoon ang kanyang sasabihin sakin. Nang marinig ko iyon, napahiya ako. Hindi sakanya kundi mismo sa sarili ko. My ego got hurt like it stabs multiple times. Pwede namang sabihin na "No thank you" pormal pang pakinggan. Hindi iyong kung ano-ano pa ang mga masasakit na salitang ibabato niya. A small help would mean a lot to someone who needs help. Pero mukhang sa katulad niya ay hindi talaga kailangan ng tulong o hindi dapat pinapaunlakan ng tulong.

They are paying attention to what I am saying, and their expressions are sad. "Kourtney, not every love is worth it. Because it's natural to get wounded, especially when you love, but doesn't one more time seem excessive? "Do you even consider yourself before putting yourself in this situation?" She inquired, poured vodka into my glass, and gazed at me.

I tried to hold back my tears when I'm in the middle of our staircase but as much as I want hold it back,lalo lang akong napapaiyak. When I reach my room doon na nagsimulang tumulo ang mga luha ko.I'm always their disappointment.Kailanman ay hindi sila naging proud sa akin.Sa tuwing sinasabi nilang disappointed sila sa mga nagagawa ko, pag-iyak lang ang nagagawa ko.God knows how much I tried to be strong and to hold back my tears pero talagang masakit. I was deeply wounded by their words.I may not be hurt physically but emotionally...I was totally damaged.

"I'M SORRY..." Two words only but I feel like I lost everything. My heart stopped beating, my mind became numb. Every part of my body is aching. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong maramdaman. Everything was shattered right through my eyes. I was so hurt that I could literally feel my heart shattering into pieces. My tears were non stop and all the memories we had started flashing from the time we first met. The pain that I am feeling is killing me. I can still remember everything clearly and in detailed. All I could see now is nothing but darkess, all I could feel is pain. Endless pain.

Tumingin ako sa mata niya, nagmamakaawa na sana ay naiintindihan niya ako. He nodded, smiling a little while wiping my tears with his thumb. “I understand, it’s hard, isn’t it?” Tumango ako at nilagay ulit ang mukha ko sa balikat niya. “It’s okay to feel lonely, hmm? Hurting is part of our lives, no matter how much you don’t want it. Kahit ilang beses mo na gustong sumuko, darating at darating pa rin, lalo na sa mga oras na hindi mo inaasahan.” Pumikit ako at nanatiling tahimik.

Bumakas ang pagtataka sa mga mata nito pero malamig ko lang ito tiningnan bago ako humakbang papalapit rito at sa gahiblang layo ng aming mukha ay isiniwalat ko ang katotohanan na matagal nitong tinago. "How does it feel to watch me hurting? Masarap ba sa pakiramdam na makitang halos lumuhod ako sa sakit? Kung nag-enjoy ka noon pwes huwag mong asahan na pati ngayon ay hahayaan ko na magawa mo ulit iyon." Natameme ito at tila narealize nito ang ibig kong sabihin kay kitang-kita ang pagbakas ng takot at guilt sa mga mata nito.

But I flinched, pulling my hand away, the memory of his touch a distant echo. "You were afraid of hurting me," I said, my voice a mere tremor. "But you didn't realize that leaving was the greatest hurt you could inflict. You didn't realize that the silence, the void you left behind, was a constant reminder of your absence, a constant reminder of the love that was lost."

mapaklang kong saad at naupo sa gilid ng kama niya. "Pakawalan mo 'ko dito at tumakas tayo. Doon tayo maguusap!" galit niyang sigaw kaya pinilit kong maging matapang para ngumisi. What the f-ck, the two important woman in my life chose to hurt me d-mn much. My baby Atarah and now my beastriend. Am I really deserve to be hurt? It is a cruelty of life that a heart can keep on beating even after it has been broken in two. It can feel as though it is being gripped in an ice-cold vice and ache as if it will implode in your chest, but still the boom-boom continues. "Bakit ko palakawalan ang bihag ko? Do you think I'm stupid like you?" I tried to smirked at her even if its's hurt.