Ugly Hearts Quotes Novels & Stories

‘‘Why do you take so much time and effort to tell me how ugly I am and how much you hate me, I mean if you hate someone, you didn’t even talk to them, and if a girl is ugly you should avoid her,’’ I asserted again as my heart began beating furiously. I was dead meat, coming out alive would be a miracle, one in many.

How can someone be so heartless and make you even lose something that you truly own. I know that I will be dying so soon. Not when I am in this position. I feel so weak. I feel so much pain and I feel disgusted my myself. I was not able to even keep the only thing that I had. I feel so much hatred towards myself. I hate the fact that I was even born in this world in the first place.

"I'm sorry Charity, I won't be going to the victim's home today. Something came up. We'll go some other time" I think the phrase, shattering of heart is a bit too underrated and considered too literal, used in literary works and in certain kind of situations to prove how pleasant our grasp of good grammar is cause I can testify that my heart practically broke into a million pieces that all the glue in the world wouldn’t even dare put together if they tried as I read through Detective Roman's message that morning.

God knew I hated the fact that I put the sadness, the hurt there He jerked his head and with a quiet“ see you later” he walked away. ‘Would you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Would you still love me when I've got nothing but my aching soul? …… I know you will, I know you will, I know…..that you will’ This song continued in the background and Wilson walked away I was a fool a coward…..a….God! I am so sure Wilson didn't know the reason for the abrupt change that happened that night between Russell and I

A life is at stake here! His words left me dumbfounded and hurting, like I had my heart gouged out too. I held Stan's photo tightly against myself, but no matter how hard I gripped it, it wasn't filling the hole in my chest. "A life is at stake?" I laughed wryly, before snapping coldly, "When he just went missing for hours?! My dear Stan had an accident and then got his heart taken away! So I guess some lives are more at stake than the others?!"

“I don’t know how Kill did it. How he endured you. Touching you, seeing you. It must’ve been torture. Covered in scars, all bones — you’re a sore sight for any man’s eyes.” Tears slipped down my cheeks, but the sting of the insects felt distant , like pain remembered, not lived. The ache in my chest was louder. Deeper. Was I really that ugly? That disgusting? Bitch. Ugly. Disgusting. No man will ever love you. You’ll never find happiness. You should’ve died with your mother. Die, die, die, you whore. And just like that, darkness took me. And I didn’t fight it this time.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 , 𝑰𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 " - UNKNOWN QOUTES - ZI ARA " 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒉𝒉𝒉, 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 " 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎.

-Start to leave, without looking back, when it gets bad. -A human heart is just like glass, so weak. -Deeply hurting and aching over such simple little things. -But let's not turn out like that, even if things get complicated. -I promised to be with you, and that promise will stay the same. -Nothing can stop me from loving you... You, you, you. -The reason I sing is.... you, you, you. -The reason I live is... You, you, you. -Years will come, and years will go. There will be good and bad days.

You gave me a heart that was full of mistakes I gave you my heart and you made heartbreak You made my heart break You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break You made my heart ache (can't take back the love that I gave you) You made my heart break (were made outta plastic, fake) You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break again (I was tangled up in your drastic ways) (Who knew evil girls have the prettiest face?) I still see your shadows in my room

I have to burn in anger to get my heart broken. And you know the worst part? I can’t even hate that person. I will try. I almost try to force myself to hate that person. But the love I have felt overpowers the raging fire inside. The love seeps into my dried dead soul. And then the worst I can do to that person is to do nothing at all. I can’t even curse. I can’t even wish bad. I can just smile and walk away. And how tragic it is that you have got such a good heart that you can’t do bad to people who have done so bad to you. It’s the curse you carry when you carry within a pure soul.