Anger And Disgust Inside Out นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Naghintay muna ako ng dalawang minuto bago ako lumabas dito sa loob ng cubicle. Tama nga si Gela, ayaw muna akong pag-usapan ni Osang. Mas lalo akong nalungkot nang marinig ko ang salitang 'yon sa bibig mismo ni Osang. Tumungo ako sa may sink at humarap ako sa may salamin. Bakas pa rin ang aking pag-iyak dahil sa aking mata na medyo namugto. Inayos ko ang aking sarili at naghilamos. Kailangan kong magpakatatag, hindi dapat ako panghinaan ng loob.

sigaw ni Janine mula sa tabi ko. I bit my lower lip. They're right. Zaro must be disgusted with me right now because of that obscene commotion they've witnessed in public. They must think it's silly and childish. Hindi pa nakatulong na pahara-hara kami sa daanan nila kaya sobrang nanlumo ako sa kaisipang iyon.

The disbelief in his eyes almost made me feel something—a pang of regret, maybe—but it was quickly overtaken by the anger burning inside me. Nanginginig ang kamay ko sa galit, and my breath coming in shallow, rapid gasps. Pati ang mukha ko ay nag-iinit sa inis. Pakiramdam ko ay umakyat lahat ng dugo ko sa ulo. I had never slapped anyone in my life, let alone my own father, but his words... they were too much.

Kailangan ko rin kasing magmadali, baka hinahanap na niya ang bag niya. Humahangos at ngayo’y punong-puno na ng pawis ang noo at ang likuran ko dahil sa sikip at init na naramdaman ko habang palabas, sinalubong ko ang nakasimangot na si Sia. Nakataas ang isang kilay at pinag-ekis pa ang dalawang kamay sa tapat ng kaniyang dibdib. Kahit hingal na hingal pinilit kong ngumiti kay Sia kahit mababakas na sa mukha niya ang inis at ang mas malala pa, baka galit.

She can't bear watching the lures wounding and devouring the Naians. She's confused. Her mind and heart are battling on what to do. And in a snap, she felt a sudden rush of an unexplainable sensation throughout her body. But it wasn't new to her. She have always felt it every time she finds herself stuck in this kind of situation. A feeling of strong desire to use a powerful mana and a thirst for violence. Napahiyaw siya sa sakit nang bumaon sa binti niya ang mahahaba at matutulis na kuko ng isang lure. And with that, the anger she have tried hard to suppress surfaced and devoured her system.

His body tensed, a surge of frustration and anger coursing through him like a jolt of electricity. "Stay away, bullshit!" Legacy's voice sliced through the air, the anger in his tone leaving no room for misunderstanding. He pushed her away, his movements swift and decisive. The emotional turmoil he had just experienced seemed to channel into this singular moment of defiance. Angeline stumbled back, her eyes widening with surprise and perhaps a hint of hurt. The abrupt rejection seemed to catch her off guard, her body language a mix of vulnerability and defiance. She quickly reached for her scattered clothing – a panty and bra discarded in the heat of the moment – and hastily started dressing

He smiled sardonically. Anjelouv’s eyes grew bigger. Nanlilisik ang kaniyang mga mata at lumapit kay Clinton. She looked at him with dagger eyes. Her eyes are full of disgust and hatred. She was disgusted because she let herself love Clinton even after knowing that he already belonged to someone, and she was angry because she hated herself for letting Clinton wrap her in his fingers.

Malakas na naihagis ni Ford ang flower vase na nahablot niya, nagkadurog durog iyon ng tumama sa dingding ng silid. His anger boiling over. A mix of emotions swirled inside him - worry, fear, anxiety, and rage. But anger was the one that dominated, burning like a wildfire as he watched the footage from the hidden camera. Nakikita niya ang mga nangyayari ng mga sandaling iyon, sinaktan ng lalaki ang babaeng mahal niya kaya sumabog na ang galit niya.

Para siyang napako sa kinatatayuan niya, sadyang titig lang ang iginawad niya hanggang sa iniwan ko na lang siyang mag-isa. I don't want to make a fight, but those insults makes me trigger. Nag-iinit ang tenga at mukha ko, pakiramdam ko kumukulo ang dugo ko sa looban. Iba talaga ang nangyayari pagdating sa pag-aagawan ng pag-aari, nagiging sanhi ng gulo. Sa kapirasong discharge paper at pirma lang ang dahilan, nakaranas pa ako ng sampal at panginginsulto.

This was his welcome to us – his brazen display of disrespect and disregard. But despite the turmoil raging inside me, there was a sickening satisfaction in witnessing his discomfort. This was the perfect opportunity to confront him, to unleash the pent-up anger and frustration that had been building inside me for so long. As I stood there, seething with rage, a part of me relished the thought of throttling both of them. The image of their necks squeezed tightly in my grasp brought a twisted sense of satisfaction. But deep down, I knew that violence was not the answer – not yet, at least.