You know why they hate me, cause they love me.
Haters can't see me, but them b-tches still looking for me.
I read somewhere, how important it is in life, to not necessarily be strong. But to feel strong.
Haters keep on hating, cause somebody's gotta do it.
I seen her in the subway, on my way to Brooklyn. "Hello, good lookin, is this seat tooken?" On the A Train, pickin at her brain, I couldn't get her number, I couldn't get her name. I said, "I still like your style and fashion, But I hate your hot sadiddy attitude wit a passion. Is it because brothers like to hawk a lot? Is it because your sign don't talk a lot?" She turned away, no play, I said, "OK, You don't really look good, I hope you have a bad day."
Therapy is about every kids nightmare when people are telling you that you need to get help but all you really want is a hug.
Six feet under the stars is a place that doesn't exist. It's a place in your mind where everything and anything is possible. It's a place with no rules or limitations. It's a place where only two people can be at a time where no one can judge them and no one could try to break them apart.
When someone tells you, 'I love you,' and then you feel, 'Oh, I must be worthy after all,' that's an illusion. That's not true. Or someone says, 'I hate you,' and you think, 'Oh, God, I knew it; I'm not very worthy,' that's not true either. Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, 'I love you,' he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, 'I hate you,' she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views-literally.
Nothing hurts a good soul and kind heart more than to live amongst people who can't understand it.
She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?
I hate you." I love you." You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have." I'm trying not to be.
Your heart just breaks, that's all. But you can't judge or point fingers. You just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you.
But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true.
Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I hate myself, but always I miss you
How can I go forward when I don't know which way I'm facing?
I hate you' she said to me one afternoon. 'I really, really hate you.' Call me sensitive, but I couldn't help but take it personally.
I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!
If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can't know better until knowing better is useless.
I hate you! (Artemis) Oh, please don’t get my hopes up. You almost gave me a hard-on with that thought. At least tell me this time your hatred will last more than five minutes. (Acheron)
Forget the haters, just get ya money, just get ya weight up.
You can hate me, but why knock my hustle? I'ma be the queen no matter how they shuffle.
F-ck you, p-ssy ass haters you should do you.
Don't chase people. Be yourself, do your own thing and work hard. The right people - the ones who really belong in your life - will come to you. And Stay.
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