the worst thing,” he told me,”is bitterness, people end up sobitter.
Being angry at the mistakes made by the heart will only leave you bitter.
We drink VB, Victoria Bitter, which is way better.
A bitter reality of truth can be wisely told in a sweet tale of lullaby.
The bitter soul is forever tortured by darkness left undone
I have a chip on my shoulder. It’s a nacho, not a sense of bitterness.
How foolish to yearn to ask the very person who’d caused the pain to heal it