You Don T Deserve Me Quotes Novels & Stories

” Her tears drowned her. “ I don't deserve you, Alixi~ don't you see? ” He shot back with his back still facing her. He couldn't bear the pain of seeing her tears. “ This is what I deserve– to just rot here. I don't deserve to earn happiness for what I made my mum and everyone else go through in my hands. I deserve to die!”

You don't deserve to crawl on the floor I walk on. - In this case, in the mud where you wallow. Thank you i appreciate that.

The room erupted in mocking laughter. Someone even whistled and egged me on. "Do it, Reuben! Ten apologies for five thousand dollars is easy money!" "Yeah! Why should you fight money? It's not like you've got any dignity left anyway!" The laughter lashed at me like a whip on my back, which hurt so much that I could feel my blood boiling with fury. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I apologize? He pretentiously tugged at Stacie's sleeve, though smugness was hidden in his eyes. "Just forget it, Stacie. Reuben didn't mean it, so there's no need to take it this far…"

she asked. "Everyone deserves happiness no matter what and you deserve every happiness of this world." I told her truely. "Once I had a crush on a boy and when I told him that he said I don't deserve him and I don't deserve anything." she said and scoffed. I came closer to her and hold her hands. "If that boy can't see what a good thing he could have with you, then he ain't worth you time." I said softly. "I don't want a label in your life to be with you, I just want to show you that you deserve the world Grace." I said gazing in her blue eyes.

In the second he looks away all I can think about are all my fears resurfacing quickly and the words he had said… ‘you deserve a whole lot more’. “No I don’t.” I whisper under my breath.

"Allow yourself enjoy this." I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I recite this in my head as I exist my car, and walk into my apartment building. Take the elevator, and walk into my apartment. "I deserve good things." I say out loud as I get a text, from Aaron. Just a 'Hey' and a smiling emoji. Me: Hi Aaron: Are you done with therapy? He asks Me: Yeah I just got back home, rn

she asked, leaning back in her chair. “I don't know…” I said. “They’re all saying different things. Most times they remind me of how useless I am. How I could never amount to anything. Or they say I don't deserve the happiness I deserve. I try to ignore them and just go along with what everyone else wants me to do instead... But sometimes I feel like they actually have a point, I feel like they might be right. I feel like I deserve all of these. Is it strange that I feel that way?”

“A lot…” “Do you want to start talking or am I smack you across the face and walk out of here?” “I won't say I don't deserve it…” “Deserve it?” I scoffed. “You deserve to be hung on a large tree with your stomach open for the vultures to feed on, you prick. Don't tell me what you deserve. And I don't have all day.” He snickered softly and I frowned. I didn't know what he found so humourous here and it made me want to smack him more.

" Such a gentleman." " You're an amazing lady ." " I've learned my lesson when my past mistakes were concerned and no matter how many times I feel as if I don't deserve you I think that I'm disturbing of love and affection and it will happen at the right time and you showed me kindness when you didn't know who I was what I was and it is clear as day that you don't want me for my money which is such a breath of fresh air. "

He doesn’t have to say the words, you deserved better, but they echo somewhere deep inside me all the same. And for the first time in a long time, I don’t try to argue against them.