Best 15 quotes in «bad relationships quotes» category

Adios Her pretty picture lying on the ground was like the toppling of some fascist regime And burning the photograph, was the celebration

Afterward, she would finally come to understand what it meant to be human, what it felt like when the wrong man loves a woman, how the touch of a hand on her back--placed at the exact spot where the shoulder blades end and before the spine begins--can feel like the way that wings beat in the darkest part of the night.

Defensive devaluation is a protective device that makes love bad, trust unimportant and people "no darn good any way". People who have been deeply hurt in their relationships will often devalue love so it doesn't hurt so much. And they often become resigned to never loving again.

I may have lost my parents, but I think you lost more than that… you lost yourself

I have to remember it is not love that has hurt me; but someone who could not love me in the right way.

Losing excess fats through exercise is important, but losing useless friends is urgent. Treat urgent things first!

Love is supposed to lift you up, not hold you down. It is supposed to push you forward, not hold you back.

Manage your relationships. Great relationships may not be profitable, but bad ones always result in losses.

Spend your time with those who love you unconditionally, not with those who only love you under certain conditions.

Sometimes dramatic people try to draw you into someone else's drama, and that never ends well. Interfering is like pulling on a dangerous dog's ears. Do it at your own peril.

You are not supposed to go out and find love. Love will find you when you are ready.

We had scar-tissue romance and ours was a relationship of saying goodbye—every time we fought, every time we fucked, and every time we called it quits, before picking up our knives again

The group’s laughter echoed off the stained, plaster ceiling. I raised my beer, but before I clinked the bottles together, I challenged him. “You think you’re a man I won’t forget?” “Ah’m nae any man ye’ve met before.” “Praise be,” I smirked, “the others haven’t been worth spit.” Then the whiskey came, and I was taken by the tawny light, forgetting to worry about my ‘crazy’. Until Angus’ efforts at gilding my heart, called my ‘alter’ to the fore.

You do not find love. It finds you.

You made me hate the person I was becoming—only because you wanted me to—and for that, you will never be forgiven.