Ugly Hearts Quotes Novels & Stories

I replied after reaching near the closed glass window that had turned blurr and vague because of tremendous raindrops, " You won't understand a woman's heart." Suddenly his voice turned serious and replied me comprehensively, " Yeah, they are way too unreasonable. Aren't they? One day they can love you wholeheartedly and surprisingly the next day they can hate you wholeheartedly too. Such a mascara! " I lowered my gaze realising the chaos wavered in his heart and spoke before cutting off the phone call, " Take care, brother. Will call you back soon. " The call was ended as I gazed through the vague glasses deeply. Thinking about our own fates, I laughed in mockery. Every people has a scar in

'You will never be worthy of any other man' 'You are a waste of space and air' 'Just kill yourself already' 'How can anyone love someone as ugly as you?' 'you will never find a man as good as me' All the pain came flooding back, 'I can never escape my past, I will never be able to escape him"

The secret one. I turned back to the middle, scanning the entries that had nothing to do with him. There were quotes from poets who understood the grit of survival. There were sketches of architectural details I’d found in old churches. There were lists of things I wanted to study, cities I wanted to see, and the person I was desperately trying to become while the world was trying to crush me. I looked at a quote I’d written two years ago. *The heart is a muscle, and like any muscle, it can be strengthened by the very things that try to tear it.* I stopped. I read it again.

"I thought Yvonne married into a wealthy family. Turns out she picked up deadweight." "Serves him right. He's a loser but still acts arrogant. He deserves what he's getting." Every cruel word stabbed into my ears like tiny daggers. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. There was no point arguing with people who were about to die.

"That's not what—" "Shhh. What did I say about that? You're as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside. Some peoples not. Some people look pretty but they're ugly on the inside. Don't let that ugly inside of you. You keep it out." She tapped on my chest again. "That heart inside of you. Child, that's yours. You protect it. One day you may decide to share it, but don't do that because no one told you to. You do it because you found someone who is as beautiful on the inside as you."

"Does Adrian know you're here?" Instead of answering directly, Sophia gazed deeply into my eyes, speaking earnestly. "Lucas, I made a terrible mistake. Please forgive me. "That day was an impulsive accident. It clouded my judgment. But you're the only one I've ever truly loved. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you."

She spoke into Ava's ear that she felt her hairs on their ends. "They can have a good time but people like us should stick to our own class. Women like us are not for keeps for men like them. It never ends well, Ava." Women like us are not for keeps... It never ends well... And so, the tears never stopped running. "You can try, Ava, but don't get hurt. It'll crush you so hard. You can only try." Her heart sank and sank deeper than the abyss. Her was already crushed. A moan escaped her lips and she turned away from the mirror.

**** The melody carried the pain of a man who had come to realize the depth of his errors, who wanted nothing more than to make amends. ****** I asked for beautiful raindrops ... Without knowing a thunder would strike. ... I called the seven sparkles of colors, ... But the black has joined like destiny. ******* Ambika listened, her heart tightening with every note. She understood the message in his song, the rawness of his apology that bled through the music. But even as she heard him, she felt a wall within herself, something that kept her from responding, from forgiving just yet. The wounds were still fresh, the memories too vivid, and she wasn’t ready to open that door fully.

Elle pov They say beauty is what lies inside but why does this world always make me feel the opposite. I mean I don't mind not getting attention from any guy out there, but I do mind being called ugly again and again. Ugly duckling is what he calls me and every time he uses this world something hits my insides. I mean don't husbands usually call their wives darling ,baby cupcake ,sweetheart or other sugarcoated appealing words like that? "Ma'am, are you listening?"

“At least it’s not ugly…” She said as she stared at it. She sighed and got into her car and started it up before she began the drive back towards the dragons. She turned on Cry Pretty by Carrie Underwood and sang it “I'm sorry, but I'm just a girl…Not usually the kind to show my heart to the world…I'm pretty good at keepin' it together…I hold my composure, for worse or for better….So I apologize, if you don't like what you see….But sometimes my emotions get the best of me…And fallin' apart is as human as it gets…You can't hide it…You can't fight…what the truth is…You can pretty lie…And say it's okay…You can pretty smile…And just walk away…Pretty much fake your way through anything…But, you c