#arta

I would have done anything for him. But these days, I don't want to do anything. I don't want to get drunk or go to a wild party or make out with random boys-not that I've ever wanted to. I don't want to watch chick flicks or eat ice cream or get a haircut or buy out half of the mall. I don't want cold, cruel revenge. I don't want to see him suffer when karma catches up with him and kick his ass. I don't even want to talk to him right now, simply because it would be awkward and pathetic and I wouldn't know what to say to him. Yes, there is self-control, preventing me from being stupid and acting like a desperate doofus in the manner most heartbroken people do. But there is also a weary numbness threatening to consume every inch of me: Isn't there a way for me to skip straight to the part where I'm fine again? ↗

— Marla Miniano

#self-control #manners

Perhaps this is what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stomach and your whole insides felt hollow and empty and aching. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#heartache

There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#heart-ache #hurt #untold-things #heartache

I am done slowing down, giving people their time and space, letting them explore their options. ↗

— Marla Miniano

#heartache

If we never have headaches through rebuking our children, we shall have plenty of heartaches when they grow up. ↗

— Charles H. Spurgeon

#heartache

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent thee-- Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!" Quothe the Raven, "Nevermore. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#loss #heartache

My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon. ↗

— Gayle Forman

#heartache

Sometimes I guess it just feels better to know that you have someone to help you when you can’t even help yourself. ~ Willow Mosby (Exposing ELE) ↗

— Rebecca Gober

#exposing-ele #friends #grief #heartache #helping-others

What do you want of me, Meghan?" he asked, a low thread of anguish flickering below the surface. Tears blurred my vision, all the fear and heartache of the past few days rising to the surface. "Just you" I whispered. "I just want you". He closed his eyes. "I can´t do that ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#iron-daughter #megan-chase #heartache

The three girls were sitting and lying beside her, holding one another, weeping, their arms and legs and hair tangled like the roots of close trees, sobs shaking them like leaves in a high wind. ↗

— Shannon Hale

#heartache