hurting

I'm blessed when someone who I loved and trusted dropped me off, because I have a good choice to think and great lesson to learn

Everyone has the abbility to hurt. It's the choice that matters.

this life has been a landscape of painand still,flowersbloom in it.

I don't know the perfect thing to say when a person is hurting but I do know the last thing they want to hear are reasons they shouldn't be hurting.

A thin, polished woman walks in. She sticks out immediately in her expensive looking navy dress, shiny bag and shoes that probably cost more than I make in a month. My breath leaves me when I see that her arm is draped around a younger version of herself. That hair, it's pulled back way too tight now, but I'd run my hands through it a thousand times before. That face, now in layer of makeup that makes her look older than I remember, I'd held it in my calloused hands and kissed those lips goodbye over a year ago. She said she'd never see me again and I learned to accept that. She destroyed me, and I'd moved on.No. Not her. She's not from here anymore. I don't know who that person is anymore.

Some people use their own hurt as an excuse for hurting others

....hurts like love, I guess. There's always room for more.

If you are hurting because they hurt then they are the ONE.

Sometimes daughter who is loved by her father very much and loving her father very much, she is getting hurt by her lover very much.

She felt justified in hurting him, because he had hurt her...but now all her justifications fell away like dead butterflies...

The only thing worst than being hurt is everyone knowing that yoou're hurt.

emotionless tone hurting as much as the news

Hurt shouldn__ pile up like this inside of someone. No one should suffocate beneath pain on top of pain. You should have time to breathe, time to scream it out until it doesn__ exist anymore.

What else? She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. 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.I do, Augustus.I do.

Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another: Why can't you see who I truly am?

We cannot love a person with an all accepting, transcending and encompassing love without being hurt somewhat, without being disappointed, without being failed of our expectations. We cannot love without being broken, yet we cannot continue in love without being stronger than our brokenness.

We hurt so much because we have lost a part of ourselves. If we have loved much, we must have given much also, and when everything's over, we feel as though we have lost everything.

and after everything had been said and done I realized, you cannot keep people no matter how far you go to do so. You don't have any control over what they choose to do. Even if they choose to leave you on your own.Even if they choose to make you hate love