Paul Rust Quotes

That's the dating world. You just keep losing. Everyone does.

When I was 13, I remember crying on my mum's shoulder when my first girlfriend dumped me via MSN Messenger. That was cold.

I love seeing love. I had this one girl that I was really tryna go hard with, but it wasn't it.

I am racking my brains to find out why he left without saying goodby to me.

I've often liked a girl, made her laugh, and thought she liked me, and then found out that she didn't like me that way. I've definitely done time in the friend zone.

I think once you enter the dating world and you realise it's nothing like those Disney movies you watched when you were a little girl, you just become more guarded.

Sometimes I feel my whole life has been one big rejection.

Paper Moon didn't bring me love.

The blind date that has stood you up: your life.

You've not felt the pain of rejection until a television show based on your own life is canceled.

You don't want to let people down, and that's so hard because you're never going to please everybody. There's always going to be someone that's a naysayer.

No relationship. I'm not looking for one, either. I've tried it, but it's harder than it seems.

I could really make a song of hurt, because I've been hurt by a lot of men. I'm talking about, like, how sad I be when a dude curves me. And I never talk about that because I refuse to let people know that I get sad because when a man don't answer my calls.

I've been dumped plenty of times, I can assure you of that.

It's difficult to keep your eyes moist free and your head clear when the girl you really really liked chooses to go on a date with your best friend.

there is nothing sorer to the spirit than falling below what one's lover thinks of one.

Every now and then, I’d meet a guy and think that we were getting along great, and suddenly I’d stop hearing from him. Not only did he stop calling, but if I happened to bump into him sometime later he always acted like I had the plague. I didn’t understand it. I still don’t. And it bothered me. It hurt me. With time, it got harder and harder to keep blaming the guys, and I eventually came to the conclusion that there was something wrong with me. That maybe I was simply meant to live my life alone.

I stared at her. Maybe I wasn't the brightest guy in the world when it came to girls, but I was pretty sure Rachel had just dumped me, which was lame considering we'd never even been together.

I wondered what happened when you offered yourself to someone, and they opened you, only to discover you were not the gift they expected and they had to smile and nod and say thank you all the same.

Better be courted and jilted Than never be courted at all.

An element of fantasy is needed when falling in love and I was unable to find the fantasy element with any of the male gender

‎Keep your love, I have no use for it anymore.

The saddest day of your life is when you decide to sell out, and nobody wants to buy.

If you date, you will meet your share of weirdos and jerks. That is as sure as death and taxes.

Mort was hurt by this. It was one thing not to want to marry someone, but quite another to be told they didn't want to marry you.