Sad Emotional Quotes

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Beware the person who has nothing to lose.
In the end, music is your only friend.
I know what its like to want to die; how it hurts to smile; how you try to fit in but you can’t; how you hurt yourself on the outside; to try to kill the thing that’s in the inside.
Even the people who never frown eventually breakdown.
How can you understand me when I can’t understand myself?
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being.
It’s like I realized that way down inside, I’ve always been lonely for something. But I don’t know what for. It’s like everybody in the world want’s something. Only they never really know exactly what it is – they just keep finding out what it’s not. You know how, when you turn off the TV or you come out of some concert, and everything just feels empty? Like you thought that would be what you wanted, and then it wasn’t?
You look at me and think, ‘she’s so happy’ but there’s so much behind this little smile that you will never know.
Do you ever have those times you cry and you don’t know why?
People are always telling me to smile, like smiling is going to just take away all the hurt and pain. Well I’ve tried that I’ve tried hiding my sorrows and covering the sadness in smiles and what I’ve learned is that when it hurts this much inside your heart always has a way of showing it no matter how many masks you wear.
Let no one think I gave in.
The pain is there to remind me that I’m still alive.
Death is God’s way of saying you’re fired. Suicide is humans way of saying you can’t fire me, I quit.
I don’t know what I want in life. I don’t know what I want right now. All I know is that I’m hurting so much inside that it’s eating me, and one day, there won’t be any of me left.
Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek, I run away and hide from it. But now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me. And I don’t know what to do. I just know that pain I felt so long ago, it’s hurting ten time more.
It’s the loneliest feeling in the world – to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say “what’s the matter with her?” I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren’t sure whether you’re walking toward something, or if you’re just walking away.
You start life with a clean slate. Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward. But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been and wonder who you really are.
I don’t know if I’m getting better or just used to the pain.
I know it seems like I’m this strong person who can get though anything, but inside I’m fragile. I’ve had so many things thrown at me, and each one has only made a crack. What I’m afraid of is shattering.
Maybe I am crazy but laughing makes the pain pass by.
I love sleep. My life has this tendency to fall apart when I’m awake.
I just wish I could roll back the clocks to when things were the same… then we were all just a bunch of crazy teenagers looking for a wild time. But now, thing aren’t the same. Each of us have gone our different ways. We change, people change, things just change, and we aren’t those crazy teenagers looking for a wild time anymore. We’re teenagers looking for a person to love and a person to hug when we’re in need.
Sometimes I think that if I wasn’t so good at pretending to be, I’d be better at actually being happy.
Her sadness did not have that. It dripped slowly into her life without her noticing it, at least, not noticing it until it consumed her fully and smothered her with darkness.
I quit, I give up, nothing’s good enough for anybody else, it see… when Im all alone it’s best way to be. When I’m by myself nobody else can say good-bye. Everything is temporary anyway.
Everybody’s searching for a hero. People need someone to look up to. I never found anyone who fulfilled my need… a lonely place to be, and so I learned to depend on me.
Pain is your friend, it tells you when you’re seriously injured, it keeps you awake and angry but the best thing about it is it lets you know that you’re alive.
I have a tendency to hurt myself physically, when I’m hurting inside.
When your sure you’ve had enough of this life… don’t let yourself go… because everybody cries… everybody hurts sometimes… sometimes everything is wrong.
Some of us are just trying to get through the day without falling apart.
Every night before I go to sleep I lie on my bed and stare up at my blank walls. I try to imagine the future, but right now it’s as blank as those walls. All I can see is a past that I barely recognize any more.
I don’t want the world to see me, because I don’t think that they’d understand.
Look at me. You may think you see who I really am, but you’ll never know me.
Tired of living and scared of dying.
I don’t necessarily want to be happy; I just want to stop feeling miserable.
Don’t fall into the trap of pretending everything’s fine when you know it isn’t.
I’m just learning how to smile, and that’s not easy to do.
Sometimes it hurts more to smile in front of everyone, then to cry all alone.
I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled the one who could brighten up your day, even if she couldn’t brighten her own.
Don’t hold strong opinions about things you don’t understand.

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