Quotes When You Are Hurt Novels & Stories

my bitter quote. It was as if I was taken aback by the last thing I said. I am so dead! It was only a week, but why does the pain seem so painful. Or I am just expecting more from him. I wiped away the tears, before taking a taxi. I didn't look at him, because until now I felt like I was getting burned. I went home in tears, my night was very secluded. It used to be like that but from what I witnessed before, I lost even more strength to associate with others. Love wasn't this sharp you can't say it's just a touch and it's deep.

“Why are you always trying to get under my skin? I don’t want to see you. Can’t you respect that? Just leave me alone!” “Hey, calm down. I'm not here to get you upset,” he said quickly, “I’m as hurt as you are about what happened. If I could, I would take your pain myself. I would rather be the one lying in that bed with bandages than see you like this.”

She flashed me a small, fake smile before going back to her meal, “It's been a long time, I don't feel the pains of the memory anymore.” “A long time? Oh, spare me those words of superstition.” I waved my hand in disagreement. “They say time heals, but that's a lie to make victims feel better. Time only makes you adapt; adapt to the pain that you absorb until it's like a second skin. Time doesn't heal. And that's why that memory will always prick you, haunt you, and make you bleed. Things that heal aren't supposed to hurt, Azi.” My palm found hers on her lap, covering and squeezing them within mine before I drew her closer to my chest. “So allow yourself to feel hurt. That's the way to live.

Her words tumbled into the air, but instead of soothing, they pressed against old wounds I had stitched closed long ago. Memories tore through me, hallways echoing with laughter, books slapped from my hands, whispers sharp as broken glass. Vanessa pressed the cloth tighter in her hands, her knuckles paling. “I was foolish, shallow. I thought hurting someone else made me powerful. I thought mocking you made me visible. But all it made me feel was empty.” Her eyes glistened, though no tears fell. “I hurt you because I was lost in my own bitterness, and I have carried the shame of it every day since.”

he says quietly. “I’m sorry you’re hurting too, buddy,” I said quietly. ***** UNEDITED

The windows allowed natural light to pour in which provided a warm glow to the room during day time. Then the remaining walls were painted with warm peach color and adorned with frames having some of the best quotes of all time. Claire's favorite one of all was, "So you are shattered?! It's okay. Every shattered piece can be made whole again. Just give it a little effort and attention." She felt that this quote was portraying her life condition. She had the broken pieces of her life collected in her palms and by jumping into the field of career, she was attempting to rebuild it again.

The weight of guilt I was carrying on my shoulders becomes even heavier and crushes me metaphorically. “You’re not as cool as he said. I don’t like you,” Nina murmurs, and that might be the most hurtful thing I’ve ever heard someone say to me. I feel empty inside. “Let’s go,” says Justin, slipping his arm around her waist to leave. I try to step towards him and apologize, but Asheron stops me.

"I am not crying." "Don't tell a lie, don't even deny it. Listen baby girl, it's natural for you to cry and feel hurt but I know soonest the pain you are feeling now will become only but a memory. You don't have to shut down and blank out on everyone especially me when you go through shit. I know you don't want sympathy and trust me, this isn't. I want you to know I will always be here for you. I am not going anywhere." Jennifer said. "Sometimes the greatest harm come from the best intentions. I guess this is the way life goes."

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*I am in so much pain* I cried more as I text Jessica my feelings, I know she will be on a frenzy when she sees it tomorrow, by then my brave face will be on. *Sometimes you must hurt in order to know, fall in order to grow, lose in order to gain, for lives greatest lessons are learned through pain* Jessica replied and it shocked the hell out of me. You might wonder why it surprised me, I wasn't surprised that she woke up to reply to my texts, though Jessica loves her sleep and hardly sacrifices her sleep for anything. I wasn't surprised that she suddenly became wise and sent me a quote, she is a simple girl that can't even remember the simplest quote like cleanliness is second to godliness