Quotes About Frustration

You managed to get him a duster, but you couldn't find me a pair of jeans?

Sometimes talking to you is like talking to myself: pretty damned annoying.

That," I told Tatiana, "is the most fucked-up law I have ever heard.

You're killing me here, Sage!" "I'm not doing anything." "Exactly my point.

What do you mean 'most of the damage happened to my face'?" She gestured to the mirror above the sink on the far side of the room. I ran over to it and looked at my reflection. "Son of a bitch!

Good God. Men everywhere.

We were going to kill ourselves in trying to kill each other.

Whereas Angeline's antics made me want to pull out my hair sometimes, Trey found them endearing.

Oh, God. I'm trapped in the fucking Chronicles of Narnia." "I'm sure that would be an amusing reference, if I understood it.

I felt my heart breaking all over again. Why? Why had this happened to us? Why was the universe so cruel?

Great," I said. "Another conference call. I have really got to start blocking your number.

Dimitri should have been here with me. That's how it was supposed to have been.

When she left for a third time and returned with a giant box, I started to get irate. "What is this?" I demanded, taking it from her. It felt like it had bricks in it. "Grandmother needs you to carry some things," Paul told me. "Yes," I said through gritted teeth. "I sort of figured that out fifty pounds ago.

I'm just confused. I can't read your signals. One moment you're hot, the next you're cold. You tell me you want me, you tell me you don't. If you picked one, that'd be fine, but you keep making me think one thing and then you end up going in a completely different direction. Not just now—all the time.

Maybe instead of stalking her, you should go out with someone else." He sighed. "You don't think I've tried? How can anyone compare? You might not believe this, but there is no one like Ageline at this school.

My muse is an ungrateful harlot who's abandoned me to actually come up with my own plots.

I shot up,now as angry and frusterated as him.I had a feeling if i stayed, we'd both snap. In and undertone, I murmured,"this isnt over.i won't give up on you." " I've given up on you,"he said back,voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.

I was so tired of being told reasonable, practical things whenever something went wrong with my life.

You have the patience of a saint," I grumbled, slouching into a chair. "And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7." "Neither will you. It's only 24/6." "Same difference. It might as well be 24/10." She frowned. "That doesn't make any sense.

What's your name?" "What?" I asked, squinting at the light. "Your name." I recognized Dr. Olendzki peering over me. "You know my name." "I want you to tell me." "Rose. Rose Hathaway." "Do you know your birthday?" "Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records?" Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off.

You can crawl back to whatever hole you live in and fuck your landlord for rent.

Would've been here sooner," growled Wolfe, calling the pack off with a quick gesture. "But that bitch tied me up. Had to wait for the dogs to gnaw through my ropes.

God, I feel so stupid.

Estoy confundido. No consigo leer tus señales. Unas veces si, otras no. Dices que me quieres, pero dices que no quieres. Si te decidieras, sería fantástico, pero me estás haciendo pensar una cosa y, a continuación, al final acabas yendo en una dirección completamente diferente. No sólo ahora, todo el tiempo.