When U Are Hurt Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

, I said painfully. "Matt blamed me for causing it. That was also the day he broke up with me. So I would never forget that day", I said. "I don't wish my hurt upon anybody. Even if that person had done me the worst. It will be my cross to bear till I give my last breath", I said. "Meredith, how cruel was I to you? I feel so bad right now", she said hanging her head in shame. "Don't Lisa. Just promise me one thing you won't hurt yourself like I did", I said.

He could see that statement got her. "I know I hurt you but I didn't mess with a bunch of guys" "Whether it was one or a thousand, it hurt the same" zhul stated. "I'm sorry" zhul said. "I don't wanna hear this" "Please zhul, I never wanted to hurt you, but I couldn't help when I fell in love with-" "Don't even mention his name around me" "I tried to stay faithful; I really did, but zhul, sometimes you can't help who you fall in love with"

“What about you?” “Sorry everyone. I’m not trying to make any one feel guilty, just trying to prove a point. Marcus, remember what I told you about my life before?” “Yes.” “Do you realize that people that hurt me are sitting right at this table in varying degrees? Some by ignorance, or turning a blind eye. Some with words. Some with silence. Some physically. Some through rejection.” “Um.”

I just smile then I nod. 'I'm ready.' **Everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for - ***

He joked "Oh gosh, hope not." I said and I mean it, I'm just like this because I'm hurt and I'll just healing myself in the way I know like this. They're right that people always change after being hurt. While we're happily talking while walking my whole world stop for a seconds, Charlie holds my hand and intertwined it, I look at him and he just widened his crystal blue eyes and I know what's the meaning of that, I just gonna buy it and proceeds to walk. He's not alone his with his ex, or just let me say his Girlfriend. I just heavily breathe as we passed by them, I could felt his eyes were on us. I just nervously smiles.

I can't allow it. Her brown eyes turned teary and I thought she was going to collapse in front of me. The pain was there again, now on the surface. Clear as gold in crystal water and suddenly the realization hit me like a punch in the stomach. Someone hurt you. - the sentence came out without me being able to stop it and the look on her face erased any doubt I might have had. Ellen had been hurt and the wound still hadn't healed. I would recognize an expression like that on any face. It was the same one I saw in front of the mirror every day. The same as someone whose heart and every feeling has been damaged.

They can't hurt me anymore; they can't hurt me anymore. I kept repeating that sentence in my head over and over again like a broken record. They can't hurt me physically, that is, but mentally, they can. They will always haunt me, no matter what I do. Their words will always be imprinted in my brain. Words hurt more than body pain. You will heal with medication or surgery, but the words will be a part of me till the day I take my last breath. Every word, every kick, every punch. Everything will always be a part of me no matter what I do.

So is the teacher little, or you in pride have grown? I am hurt, wounded within. I couldn’t fulfill the cause for which I enrolled. Couldn’t gain confidence. I am torn apart, hurt by part as well as whole. I couldn’t save it. Today still, maybe. I still couldn't explain how much I mean to be fit. Tears don’t bother anymore. I feel pain without any water or substitute. Hurt, wounded deep, I do not weep. I can feel the pain for now even without a real weep.

Watching her listen to him carefully was so overwhelming to him that his words almost choked him and he got teary-eyed. "You know… l heard someone tell me that if it wasn't for you, it won't last long with you. You may be hurting by now, but… Time will heal those wounds that were out of reach. Eventually, you’ll find yourself healing. Just don't rush it and in time you'll be fine."

Everything I'd been holding back came pouring out. "Do you have any idea how this makes me feel?" I moved toward him, my hands clenching into fists. "They hurt you –" "So what?" I hit him on the chest. Not hard. Just a frustrated thump. "So what, Dante? People have been hurting me my whole life! I'm used to it!" "I'm not made of glass!" I hit him again and again. Each word punctuated with another weak punch against his solid chest. "I'm not some fragile thing that breaks at the first sign of cruelty! I don't need you to murder or torture everyone who says something mean to me!"