Worthless Quotes Novels & Stories

“We aren’t talking about our Alpha, we are talking about my husband, those two? Are so different but you wouldn’t know because they wear the same form for you.” Something snaps inside her, she doesn’t like losing anything, and right now, there is absolutely nothing she can say to redeem herself. Her mouth opens, stuttering breaths escaping before she can find her words, and when she does, they’re just as I expected, pathetic. “You should have died with your mother.” She says. “You’re a waste of breath.” “Try again,” I snicker. I’m no longer gurt by such things. “I have heard that one countless times before, it’s got the same impact as an I love you text. Both absolutely meaningless.”

Scrawled in his messy handwriting were the lines I knew I'd have to chant while they used me: “I'm your cum dumpster, fill me up.” “Pound my worthless holes harder.” “I'm a leashed bitch who begs for cock.” “Use me, own me, break me.” And at the bottom: “Warehouse on Elm Street. 8:00 PM sharp. No delays, or we'll come get you and make you regret it.'

“ I did and the next time you think you can ruin my life and have it , I am going to do it over and over again you piece of shit “ “ no , you are that piece of shit and you know that , you didn’t think that there was a way that I was going to stoop so low to your level Rissa , you were a fucking bet and even in my next life I wouldn’t choose you , I only did what I did because I couldn’t lose that much amount of money over you , you are worthless and not worthy of it . “ you know what , I see how you stare at me and I see that love in your eyes , but I would never, after that sex , I had to wash up a Trillion times to make sure your smell left me , that was why you met me awake , you are dis

She’s not worth it, she’ll never be fucking worth it. “Shit.”

"You are a side project, a prop for any desperate man on Wall Street who needs a quick, sad lay, and a blow-up doll on his arm for the next socialite event. You are, and will always be...a liability." "You're not pregnant, you're desperate. You thought that line would get me running to you in a desperate attempt to quell any scandal. Next time you try to fool a lawyer like me, make sure you are at least smarter than my janitors, because even they would never make such a mistake. I do not even expect less from you, I always did your school work for you anyway, you were never smart, you will always be a fool, especially to me."

Diana tried to make her feel less bitter. "I left them all behind and I wasn't able to come back. You have no idea how it was for me as a mother, I wasn't around to protect my children, and what's even worse is that anytime I think about it! I feel like I'm slowly being condemned because I could feel that I'm the most worthless mother in the whole world." Jessica said. "You are not a worthless mother, you are braver than you think. I mean, you are still alive because of the love that you have for them____." Diana said but was interrupted by Jessica.

“You can’t keep an ordinary man under lock and key? Is there a secretly a dick between those worthless legs?” “If he’s fucking other women, you’re clearly useless in bed.” “I regret every putting a shred of hope in a worthless cunt like you.” “Make him fall in love with you or I’ll make you regret every breath you draw.” The truth in that last statement was constantly unfolding every day. Right now, I was behind my work desk in the modeling agency I was signed to, and all I could think of was how much I hated my life and how every single moment of it was unbelievably painful these days.

His voice was full of unfiltered disgust: “Just die here, you worthless trash.”

[WHIITE-EYED WOLF : Ungrateful cretin] She hung her head low in regret and utter disappointment, as though she had lost the battle of her life. I looked at this duo of grandmother and grandson and jeered in disdain. They were a joke in the name of family. Their hearts were as black as a cauldron, all they could ever acknowledge was power and money. In front of power, all else was mere dust in their shoes. These kinds of beings were the epitome of TRASH. Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by the voice of the Countess Wroth, "Since I and my family have been pulled down to such a pathetic state, I do not want to shrink back from speaking the entire truth now."

"You don't know what you're talking about." "I know exactly what I'm talking about. You couldn't make anything out of your life with your pathetic aspirations so you threw all of it down the drain and became a drunk, a drug addict, a deadbeat, a man whore! And tell me, how fulfilling is your life with those choices you make?"