Ah Bullshit Novels & Stories

He seemed to be bipolar cause he was really saying bullshits and I wasn’t into bullshits. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Please leave a review to support my knuckles!!

“Sir, I – “I have been blessed with the power to spot bullshit a mile away. I could see through your lies so well they were indiscernible. What kind of fool do you take me for? How fucking idiotic do you think I am?” “I-I can explain!” “I don’t think you can explain anything to me,” he said calmly. “You no longer have the answers. Not when every single word that comes out of your mouth is and forever will be bullshit!” He turned around and threw his head back. Releasing a sigh, he folded his arms.

Wow, just wow. So am suddenly a burden to you, you won't even follow me there, you leave me all on my own. I understand that you are divorced, I know that you despise him but do you really have to drag me inti this. You are worst than dad, I hate you, she yelled with tears before storming out. ★★★★ NEW YORK. 💖 JEANNE 💖 Well, this is me Jeanne Salva, am gentle but I can be something else when angry, and gosh I hate bullies, I hope there are no bullies in my new ,if there is I will give them the taste of their medicine.

He stops but doesn't turn around. But I'm not done. "You think you can just call yourself an asshole and that excuses everything. Well, guess what? I'm an asshole, too. I let a sweet, trusting guy believe I had feelings for him because I was afraid to be alone. I'm estranged from my only living relative because I'm too ashamed of the mess I've become to speak to him anymore. I've spent most of my life pretending to be this selfless, generous person when in reality it was all just a show. I don't look at anything or anyone except to figure out how I might use them to make myself feel better." I throw my arms wide. "So there you have it. I'm just a selfish bitch."

in irritation “Woah that is not written on the script…husband is not always faithful. That is what typical man does.” As he tries to make his argument I noticed that we are not heading the right way. “Hey, did you forget where we live?” “Sh…the night is just starting Kate, we still have a work to do.”

“Dude, you know I ain’t a runner.” “Why would he say that?” I huff out angrily, slowing my pace so she can fall into step next to me. “The white boy?” Bibah scoffs. “I’ve never bought his good guy too nice to hate act. Something about the way he’s a condescending bratty bastard with the sweetest smiles gives me the icks.” She sighs, pulling the edge of her hijab against the playful late afternoon breeze. “As much as I dislike Bratty Truman though, you do know what he said is kinda true, right?”

Helena cursed. "We were so close at finally punishing that bastard Xavier. I would've killed him if he agreed to take the punished. Cursed those stupid rules, him still being alive shows us how weak we are. We now have two abomination walking free among our midst." Cortez slammed his hand smashing the table into two.

"Anyone who bullies Hazel Sweeney again, I'll break their neck!" Everyone was stunned. I only felt irony; it was just another farce of someone betting with others to win me over. When he gave me priceless jewelry, I did not even bother opening the box; I simply donated it, saying I had plenty of such things. The next day, he sent even rarer, more expensive pieces. He took me to a Mafia family dinner, yet I showed up in a bikini. When someone mocked me for being unruly and dressed like a prostitute, he immediately canceled his partnerships with those companies and acquired them!

I’m not wallowing. (Then why all those matted Kleenex tissues in the car?) I’m trying to make a difference. (Oh, is that what you call it?) I’m . . . using my own fucked up bullshit as motivation to help others. There was truth in that, but with a lie at its center.

“I can lose weight, but no amount of reading would make you intelligent.” A wave erupted in the crowd, followed by whispering and muttering. After years, I had stood my ground, and it made me proud. Happy too, but there was a sense of disgust because I had stooped to the level of these people. “Oh please,” A soft voice came out, and instantly stole everyone’s attention. “It seems you want attention so badly, because it’s silly that someone like you thinks she can stand tall.” Kenna spoke, and my blood ran cold.