Quotes About Pain

abyss , n . There are times when I doubt everything. When I regret everything you've taken from me, everything I've given you, and the waste of all the time I've spent on us.

Love is so painful, how could you ever wish it on anybody? And love is so essential, how could you ever stand in its way?

you'd think that silence would be peaceful. but really, it's painful.

me: you know what sucks about love? o.w.g.: what? me: that it's so tied to the truth.

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

It is an awful thing to be betrayed by your body. And it's lonely, because you feel you can't talk about it. You feel it's something between you and the body. You feel it's a battle you will never win . . . and yet you fight it day after day, and it wears you down. Even if you try to ignore it, the energy it takes to ignore it will exhaust you.

why won't they leave me alone? don't they realize I have a tinder heart and a paper body and that any spark will turn me straight to ash?

I have always been aware of how I break. I know what kind of situations will break me. I know what kind of people will do it. I know how much it will hurt.

If there wasn't a word for it, would we realize our masochism as much?

Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.

hurt tends to drown out sorry.

It hurts that I can be so full of him while he's so empty of me.

There are boys so enraptured by love that they can't get their hearts to slow down enough to get some rest, and other boys so damaged by love that they can't stop picking at their pain.

When you break someone's heart, you also break yours.

it's gonna hurt because it matters.

I hope suffering don't exist.

that's it -- hundreds of texts and conversations, thousands upon thousands of words spoken and sent, all boiled down into a single line. is that what relationships become? a reduced version of the hurt, nothing else let in. it was more than that. i know it was more than that.

Death is hard, and facing death is painful. But even more painful is the feeling that no one cares. To not have a friend in the world. Some of us died surrounded by loved ones. Some of us had loved ones who couldn't make it in time, who were too far away or just off getting some sleep. But there are also those us us who can tell you what it's like to have no one who you love, no one who loves you. It is very hard to stay alive just for your own sake.

It is an awful thing to be betrayed by your body. And it's lonely, because you feel you can't talk about it.

shouldn't letting go be painless if you've never learned how to hold on?

SEE THIS SCREAM-IT'S FOR YOU, SEE THIS HURT-IT'S BY YOU, SEE THIS MARK-IT'S FROM YOU

but the truth is that I don't feel like I can carry anyone but myself right now. The streets are empty. I am empty. Or, no--I am full of pain. It's my life that's empty.

It is always the ones who believe that are hurt the worst when things go wrong.

He's not doing it to hurt me. I have to believe that. He's doing it to make himself happy which just happens to hurt me.