Bojack Horseman Quotes That Will Break Your Heart

Sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it’s all gone.

You know, sometimes I feel like I was born with the burden of being BoJack Horseman, and I don’t know if I can live up to that.

I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast!

The universe is a cruel, uncaring void. The key to being happy isn’t a search for meaning, it’s to just keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense, and eventually, you’ll be dead.

I feel like my whole life is just a series of loosely related wacky adventures, and I’m just along for the ride, pretending like I know what I’m doing.

I’m a huge success! But I’m still so unhappy. Why is happiness so elusive?

There’s no cure for being me.

It’s funny how we can hold onto anger, resentment, and hurt for so long, but it only takes one small act of kindness to bring it all crashing down.

I used to feel so powerful, like I could do anything. But now, I just feel empty and alone.

I don’t believe in deep down. I kind of think all you are is just the things that you do.

Why do people have to be nice to you for you to like them? Why can’t we just like people because we like them?

Is it possible to have a home in a person? Because I feel like I’ve lost mine.

I’m tired of being responsible for everyone else’s happiness. What about mine?

Deep down, I have this sinking feeling that I’ll never be truly happy. Like I’m destined to always be miserable.

Sometimes it feels like the sadness is consuming me, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

I’ve spent so much time trying to be the person that I think everyone wants me to be, that I’ve lost sight of who I really am.

It’s hard to feel hopeful when you’re constantly being reminded of your own failures.

I know I’ve hurt a lot of people in my life, and I wish I could take it all back. But I can’t. I’m just stuck with the consequences.

I’ve always felt like an outsider, like I don’t belong. And no matter how hard I try, I can’t shake that feeling.

I can’t escape my own mind. It’s a constant battle between my desires and my fears.

Why is it so hard for me to open up to people? Why do I always push them away?

I’ve made so many mistakes in my life, and I don’t know if I can ever make them right.

I’m searching for meaning in a world that seems to be devoid of it.

I thought fame and success would bring me happiness, but all it’s brought me is emptiness and regret.

Sometimes it feels like I’m drowning in my own sadness, and there’s no one to pull me out.

I’m tired of pretending like everything is okay when it’s not. I just want to be honest with myself and with others.

Why do we hold onto pain? Is it because it’s familiar? Because it’s easier than letting go?

I’m scared to let people get too close to me, because I’m afraid they’ll see the darkness inside.

I’ve spent so much time trying to fix other people, that I forgot to fix myself.

Is it possible to be too broken to be fixed?

Sometimes it feels like I’m living in a never-ending cycle of mistakes and regrets.

I’ve reached the top, but I still feel like I’m falling.

I’ve hurt the people I love the most, and I don’t know if I can ever forgive myself.

It’s hard to find joy in life when all you see is pain and suffering.

I’ve built walls around myself to protect me from getting hurt, but all it’s done is isolate me from the world.

I’ve spent my whole life trying to fill the void inside me, but nothing seems to work.

Why is it that the people who are supposed to love you unconditionally are the ones who hurt you the most?

I don’t want to be the person I’ve become, but I don’t know how to change.

I’m tired of trying to please everyone else. It’s time to start living for myself.

I’ve lost faith in humanity. It feels like everyone is just out for themselves.

I’ve done terrible things, and I can’t escape the guilt and shame that comes with it.

Sometimes it feels like life is just a series of disappointments and missed opportunities.

I’m tired of pretending like everything is fine, when deep down, I’m crumbling.

I’ve spent my whole life running away from my problems, but they always seem to catch up with me.

I’ve hurt so many people, and I wish I could take it all back. But all I can do now is try to be better.

I’ve lost sight of who I am, and now I don’t know how to find my way back.

I’m drowning in self-doubt and insecurity, and I don’t know how to swim.

I’ve spent my whole life trying to make people laugh, but it feels like no one is laughing anymore.

I’m tired of feeling like a failure. I just want to be successful, but I don’t know how.

I’ve been searching for happiness in all the wrong places, and now I’m left feeling empty.