#hurt

We are all broken and wounded in this world. Some choose to grow strong at the broken places. ↗

— Harold J. Duarte-Bernhardt

#growth #hurts #inspirational #wounded #inspirational

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. ↗

— John Green

#hurt #inspirational #love #inspirational

But I do, and the barbed wire tightens once more, until my heart is strangled and broken. ↗

— A.G. Howard

#love #love-hurts #inspirational

Volleyball is a Jewish sport. It's fun, and nobody can get hurt. ↗

— Gail Parent

#get #hurt #jewish #nobody #volleyball

The truth was, he now belonged only to my past, and it was time I begin to accept it, as much as it hurt to do so. ↗

— Tammara Webber

#letting-go #love #love

The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#depression #grief #hurt #pain #sadness

I wanted to be his life preserver, the thing that would keep him afloat. Instead, he became my anchor. And I’m tired of drowning. ↗

— Amanda Grace

#love #romance #teen #ya #life

Hurt is a part of life. To be honest, I think hurt is a part of happiness, that our definition of happiness has gotten very narrow lately, very nervous, a little afraid of this brawling, fabulous, unpredictable world. ↗

— Julian Gough

#hurt #life #life

I think it's obvious if you're wanted here or not." "Daemon," hissed Dee, her cheeks red. She turned to me, tears in her eyes. "He's not being serious." "Are you being serious, Daemon?" Ash turned in his lap, head cocked to the side. My heart was already pounding in my chest when his eyes met mine. His were sheltered. "Actually I was being serious." He leaned over the table, staring up at me through thick lashes. "You're not wanted here." Dee spoke again, but I was beyond hearing. My face felt like it was on fire. People around us were starting to stare. One of the Thompson boys was smirking while the other looked as though he wanted to crawl underneath the table for me. The rest of the kids at the table were staring at their plates. One of them snickered. I'd never been more humiliated in my life. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#daemon #dee #embarrassed #humiliated #hurt

i like scars, they remind you of things ↗

— Nirrimi Joy Hakanson

#life #memory #pain #past #scars