Self-love Novels & Stories

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to

I reminded him. I’m not letting him do this to me. Love isn’t a one sided thing. It’s supposed to be an effort from both sides. One sided love is just another name for the lack of self-love. And I’m done blaming myself for everything. I’m a freaking gem and if he can’t see that then it’s his loss. I’m going to live my life for myself now. I’m done trying to be enough for others. I want to be enough for myself for once.

Revenge is what drives me to wake up and live this pathetic and terrible life. @justsomeone: I want to spend my life pursuing love. I never want to stop loving myself, my wife, and my children. Love is what makes this world interesting. It makes me passionate about my work. It is the fuel for my soul. So, my advice to everyone reading this comment is to practice love and chase love. The world will not be a painful place for you. Nothing in this life is greater than love. Love is eudaimonia. Love is peace. Love is world peace. Love is everything.

VENGEANCE!!! She was once adored by the nation... the “Country Princess,” a brilliant young screenwriter with fame, wealth, and loving parents. But all of that shattered the moment Cassie McCarthy crossed paths with Raymond Vanderbilt... the devil hidden behind a charming smile. He destroyed her world, murdered her parents, stole her inheritance, and betrayed her with her best friend, Rachael. When his cruelty led to her miscarriage, Raymond handed her divorce papers and left her to rot in despair. The once-celebrated princess became nothing but a ghost of her former self... the forgotten princess. On a stormy night, Cassie wished for death… but fate had other plans. When

- “Do you? I cut in again, raising a brow Zoey shifted uncomfortably “Cus I need you to understand something clearly, you might be calm, but I am not” My dad stepped forward I didn't care I continued “You walk into a family that isn't yours, into a space that isn't yours and suddenly you understand?- Her expression didn't break “I'm not here to replace anyone” she said softly “You're not worthy of replacing” I said “This conversation is over!” My dad raised his voice I exhaled slowly, stepping back “Yeah, I muttured, that's what you always do, end things before they start”

He thinks that will make me move on from him? I sighed. “Jeremy, I don’t do dates, and I don’t want to use someone just so I can move on from you.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m not a user, Jem.” Aside from that, attaining self-love should not involve using anyone. Stand on your own and build your walls on your own. That’s the process of self-love. Because if you rely on someone, your walls might crumble again once that person leaves.

He bit his lower lip. I scowled. "I'm straight!!! I'm not into any gender. I'm just into me." "You love yourself a lot, don't you?" He asked with a small smile. I nodded. "A lot!! More than you can ever imagine, loving your ownself is far more better than loving someone who keeps breaking your heart into pieces again and again." He nodded too in approval. I know I'm smart!! "Well, I permit you to hug me whenever you're depressed or stressed." I said it in rich British

“It’s self-love, not narcissism, Caspian. You should know the difference.” I shake my head. “Is there really a difference?” She finally looks up at me, grinning. “Of course there is. Self-love is appreciating yourself. Narcissism is expecting the whole world to appreciate you as much as you do. Big difference.” I raise an eyebrow, amused by her logic. “And which one do you think you’re practicing right now?”

She don't want Nandini to get more hurt. "Nandini u don't need to ..... Think about urself too, how many times u r going to hurt urself?" grabbing her shoulders Diya asked calmly but Nandini was determined. "I don't think so love exists for a person who doesn't see beyond his/her own self ..... Self love is good but loving someone more than own self is not crime either" Nandini replied . "And when nothing and no one matters other than that lover then it's a blind love" Diya said whatever she was feeling.

“Oh my lover, my whole world, For you, I fight to come right home I am nothing without your touch, your smile. This war is long, and I can’t say When my weary feet will tread back along the welcome path To my one and only soul, To my angel and my home.