Worthless Quotes Novels & Stories

"I am telling the truth, you are just hurting yourself, you know. Jinx has already love another woman that is far away from you. She was more gorgeous, decent, pretty, expensive. Unlike you, you look like a trash." That word was like a very pointed knife keeps on popping my chest through my heart. She speaks like she was not hurting one's feelings. Does not she even think that she was already killing someone just by her words? I did not even encounter someone being careful with te words they let ot except Jinx and Sew. There is no better people around here for me except the two of them. "And look, you are such a weakling. You look so very disgusting when you cry." Damn.

A shitty job repeating itself like a tormenting nightmare — day after day, the same bullshit, until it finally breaks you. C. A bitchy wife or girlfriend who won’t stop whining all fucking night long — the kind that makes you want to lock them in a cupboard and lose the key. D. The shit in general. The kind of relentless, soul-sucking crap that fucks you up from the inside out. Or my personal favourite… E. Just because I fucking want to. I’d love to say yes to all of the above, but I won’t. Nick was born. Joanne died. And life never really recovered after that.

Someone who has nothing to do with her. “I may not have the money and power you have, but your soul is empty, and that is what is eating you up. And of course, you cannot refute the fact that you and your parents are the most wicked souls that this planet has ever produced. You all deserve a trophy for being amazingly wicked!” I fire at her.

It was loud and clear. (You're just wasting his time. You know you'll never change. You're always going to be a worthless piece of shit. He deserves someone better. Someone he will be proud to show off to his friends and family. Someone who won't embarrass him or cause scandals) [She's such a bitch. I've always known she was pretending to be nice] [Fucking slut. How many times have I told y'all she was overrated?] [Gee, what will it cost you to just say hi?]

I smiled at her when our eyes met, her eyes are still puffy with all the crying she did while bravely telling me her horrible past. "You're not a worthless woman just because someone abused you, mate. You're brave, you're strong, you're courageous, you're mighty. The scars that you carry in your heart with all those months of enduring the abuse make you more beautiful to me, mate. You're beautiful, mate." I said with conviction as I stared at her intently. I was hoping she somehow feels better now knowing that I don't see her as a worthless woman. Never in my wildest thought will I ever think of my mate as a worthless woman, that is such a hurtful and the harshest word to say to my mate. I w

“You. I took care of you. Even when you gave me nothing. Nothing but misery. And this is how you repay me? What gave you the right...the fucking right...to insult me? You think you’re better than me, you used goods? You’re old, useless, and I’ve been carrying your failures on my back for years.” My eyes widened at the words. Mom dropped her fork, the metal hitting her plate with a sharp clink. Nerissa gasped, the sound cutting through the heavy air like a crack in glass. But he wasn’t finished. He turned to Nerissa, his glare feral. “And you. Oh, you are just a wasted purchase. Should have bought us a son instead of dragging in a worthless girl who can’t keep her legs shut. Sleeping around,

Words that defined me, that shaped me into the people's pleaser I was today. “I'm sorry. I didn't choose to be like this. I have starved. I have tried everything. It was not working. What else do I need to do?” Die. Die, you bitch. Die, you are a stain I can never wash away. I regret the day you were conceived. Haven't I tried that as well? Even that failed and I couldn't get an escape out of my worthless life. But would death really put an end to everything?

I stutter “You are what, useless, a waste of space, unlovable, brain dead, ugly. I could go on. But it would be a waste of my breath. You are telling us you are just walking around out there like some pathetic loser. Because we both know no one would want to be with you. Your father and I are the only people who would ever put up with you and yet you can’t even thank us by giving us our fair share of your wages” “My wages, I can’t give you those. I need them”

Fuck what am I going to do? "go on keep going",is voiced in my head. I sit sadly as the door opens and my family rushes in. I can't smile as they look happy to see me awake all I feel is defeated. I feel worthless. Totally worthless.

Every one of their words came replaying on my mind. “Did you really think anyone would love a rigid, pathetic workaholic like you? You were nothing but an ice queen, a hollow shell. No emotion, no passion, like a withered flower. You can barely even satisfy a man in bed. Fucking you was no less that fucking a rock. But believe me, no man can love a woman like you" "You can’t even bear children with that accursed womb of yours. You’re useless. Unlovable. Disposable" "Get out of my sight you despicable thing."