#betrayal

It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her, yet I do not think I can exist without her. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#lindsay #lost-love #love #yearning #love

I don't understand my feelings. I really don't. I don't understand how I could hate you so much after so much time. How, no matter how much I'd like to not hate you, I hate you even more. It grows. ↗

— Sam Shepard

#hate #love #love

I longed to return to that bloody riverbank, to throw myself in the path of the final arrow, to die ignorant, and so, in love. Better to be killed by an arrow than by the words of the one I most trusted. ↗

— Robin Wasserman

#love #trust #love

Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#deathless #hatred #honesty #ignorance #lies-lying-liars

George stared at the dove. What would she say if she could speak to him? What would she wish for, for her father? For she, too, had been harmed by a man who had meant to show his utmost love for her. It made George wonder why love was suppose to be such a wonderful thing. As far as he could tell, love was just another excuse for causing pain. ↗

— Mette Ivie Harrison

#cynical #heartbreak #hurt #love #pain

O cousin Kate, my love was true, Your love was writ in sand: If he had fooled not me but you, If you had stood where i stand, He'd not have won me with his love, Nor bought me with his land; I would have spit into his face And not have taken his hand. Yet I have a gift you have not got, And seem not like to get: For all your clothes and wedding-ring I've little doubt you fret. My fair-haired son, my shame, my pride, Cling closer, closer yet: Your father would give lands for one to wear his coronet ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#christina-rossetti #cousin-kate #love

Men's loyalty to their women dies hard - and almost always too late. ("I'm Dangerous Tonight") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#love #relationships #love

You are going to break your promise. I understand. And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#broken-promise #trust #betrayal

MAKING THE LIE MAKE SENSE: When denial (his or ours) can no longer hold and we finally have to admit to ourselves that we’ve been lied to, we search frantically for ways to keep it from disrupting our lives. So we rationalize. We find “good reasons” to justify his lying, just as he almost always accompanies his confessions with “good reasons” for his lies. He tells us he only lied because…. We tell ourselves he only lied because…. We make excuses for him: The lying wasn’t significant/Everybody lies/He’s only human/I have no right to judge him. Allowing the lies to register in our consciousness means having to make room for any number of frightening possibilities: • He’s not the man I thought he was. • The relationship has spun out of control and I don’t know what to do • The relationship may be over. Most women will do almost anything to avoid having to face these truths. Even if we yell and scream at him when we discover that he’s lied to us, once the dust settles, most of us will opt for the comforting territory of rationalization. In fact, many of us are willing to rewire our senses, short-circuit our instincts and intelligence, and accept the seductive comfort of self-delusion. ↗

— Susan Forward

#compulsive-liars #deceit #liar #lies #pathological-liars

I'm not really sure why. But... do you stop loving someone just because they betray you? I don't think so. That's what makes the betrayal hurt so much - pain, frustration, anger... and I still loved her. I still do. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#betrayal #frustration #hurt #love #pain