Worthlessness Quotes Novels & Stories

As someone who'd lived my life on those two things, thinking that they were what I needed to be someone in this world, that seemed odd and not too realistic. "No, we don't. You could say that's easy for me to say because I have money; we all do. But the truth is, I have money, yes, but I don't know where the fuck it goes because my wife and kids rob me every sixty seconds of every damn day. I don't need money to be who I am, and neither do you. Money is just one of life's many trappings, but it ain't the end all and be all, now, is it? You've got millions, and I have yet to see a sorrier sight than your ass. That should answer your own question for you. Dafuq they teaching you kids these day

His eyes, cold and unfeeling, bore into mine, a silent testament to his disdain. “It’s like you forget your place. So I am going to remind you again. You are a nobody. You are just a piece of garbage I picked from the trash and decided to give an opportunity to make some money. You should see me as your god because without me, I am sure you would have died of depression in that church. You would have been forgotten by the world right now because you obviously have no value and no one would even think of you or remember that you exist. I gave you the chance to make a change in your life, so you dare not disrespect me, or else…!” Joshua’s voice thundered, but he trailed off his last statement,

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?

"To kidnapped is not a fun sight Diego, especially at that age. Please just let me try..." "And kill yourself? you want to kill yourself?!!" "I worth it", I said. "And you feel like you don't have a worth , your life doesn't have a worth?". I shrugged sadly, "I don't anything to live for honestly so why not ", I said in a sad whisper.

It will disappear. "Late but at did. You showed that rich people are worthless and careless existence. Who don't have any worth apart from money. And they don't care about someone else apart from money. I wish my daughter was here to listen to your crap," He gritted on his words,"She is not an apartment you can buy within a week or a clothes hanging on sale. You can never have her, not until I'm alive. "

“People are ruined by challenged economic lives. But they are ruined by wealth as well because they lose their pride and they lose their sense of self-worth. It’s difficult at both ends of the spectrum.” - Malcolm Gladwell This quote opens our eyes about the sad reality How hard it is for the poor to live in this cruel world Where they are treated like animals by the rich. Is it offensive that most of the time, the rich are the villains? Or is it really just how it is in our universe?

The piece of shit used to sell human beings as if they're objects, men, women, kids of all ages as if they're nothing but the source of someone's amusement. My jaw tightened with bloodlust and anger. I low growled throwing a kick to the punching bag imagining his ugly face taking the hits. Punch after punch I feel my hands starting to hurt. My knuckles started to feel sore from the violent friction. He had a family, a wife and kids but he had no problem selling out children and women for profit, personal gain and power in the underworld. I fucking hated how people were willing to do messed-up shit and turn a blind eye just for dirty fucking money.

His wheat field eyes looked into my soul and for a moment I could not speak. "What if I tell you about me...about my past...and you don't want me anymore. What if you realize how fucked up I really am and realize that I'm not worth the trouble? Wh-what if Liz and you can't look at me the same if you find out? What if you hate me? "What if what they say is true?" He frowned. "What who says is true, Mattie?" "They always whisper to me. What they always told me. I'm nothing. I'm worthless. I'm not good enough to be loved by anyone. Why would anyone love me anyway?"

"You will never be worth it. That's why we remind you constantly of your pathetic-" "-can you even hear yourself? Who are you to deem my worthiness? No. Rather, shame on you to judge me because of my weakness and pick on me. Because this is all you will ever be. Shameless, stupid, picking on the weak ones in the pack. What a great thing it is for people to lean on idiots like you someday, hoping for half the fair judgment your parents possess."

“You bastard! You are worthless! Your life is worthless!” “Hahaha. Yes, he is just trash, just a service dog for those rich folks.” “Yes, yes, yes. It doesn’t matter if he dies. He is just trash.” “Oh… death is too easy…” Arghhhh!