Novel & Cerita Emotional Rollercoaster

Mad ideas were running through my mind. I began running out of patience, no one to yell at,not even Roland himself. It's more like I was running mad and also out of ideas on how to go about things. "Roland, you have failed me. I am disappointed" this is all that kept ringing in my head. Thinking about it pisses me off. I had these competing emotions, which are both intense and difficult to resolve. On one hand,I am angry over Roland's action. On the other hand,I feel disoriented by the whole situation at hand. It became hard to figure out what to do, especially concerning Rhea. These emotions worked against each other, giving me dissatisfaction.

I tend to do it at night when I’m laying in a lonely hotel room or when I’m back home alone in my bed. If you ever told me someone could die of a broken heart a few months ago, I’d have laughed in your face. Trust me, I think this is what is happening to me. I can’t hardly eat; my game is off, and coach is on my case like every five seconds. I feel as if I’m going to snap. My moods sway between being hurt to angry. I’m on this permanent roller coaster and I just want to get off it. I just want to be able to see Immi, to hold her, kiss her and feel her warm body pressed up against mine.

Bryce says, putting her arms in the air and pasting on the terrified/excited face she’ll be wearing for real in a few seconds. The cars streak off into the darkness, and I turn Jasmine’s face toward mind, capturing a bumpy, breathless kiss. “This is what it’s always like with you,” she shouts over the rattle of the tracks and the screams of the passengers. “What?” I shout back. “A rollercoaster ride I don’t want to end.” I capture her face with both hands and find her mouth again, holding my lips against hers while we ride over the bumps and turns. Same here, sweetheart. Same here.

In just a few minutes, she experienced great sadness from false hope, and just when she was down in the dumps, she suddenly saw a glimmer of hope for survival! This mood shift was even greater than riding a rollercoaster!

She had been experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions lately that she was even finding it hard to keep up. One minute she was getting the best kiss of her life…granted, it was her first official kiss but she had never had anyone tell her they saw stars while kissing someone so Lucas must be very good at it and she doubted someone else would have made her feel all that. Another minute, she was bawling her eyes out over little things. The counsellor had said it might take a while for her to get over it but she suddenly felt tired. She just wanted a balanced emotional spectrum for her sanity at this point.

My stomach drops. No fucking way I’m doing that. The rollercoaster. Not just any rollercoaster. The biggest fucking death trap I’ve ever seen. Steel tracks twisting like demonic spaghetti into the clouds. Loops. Spirals. Vertical drops. People screaming from a hundred feet up. Dante grins. “That’s my favorite,” he says. “You should’ve known that already, baby. We’ve ridden it before, haven’t we?” My face freezes in a smile that’s 99% panic.

But now that I’m in this situation with him, I suddenly understand why he said those things. He was right. I’ll really scream his name for tonight. “Fuck you, River! I told you I’m not into these things! I might vomit—” My sentence halted as the rollercoaster took a turn as the operator accelerated the speed, making me feel things I’ve never felt before. And no, not in a good way. “Ahh, shit! Shit! Stop this fucking ride at once!” I screamed. River chuckled. “Is pulling my hair while cursing me repeatedly still not enough to lessen your fear, princess?”

Worried shows his face. "Sorry, I got emotional. Pregnant women tend to be emotional, you know. Our emotions are heightened." She said sniffing. It's true pregnancy can cause a roller coaster of emotions. Pregnant women have a high frequency of mood instability as well. Might be the reason she was getting maudlin and having mood swings most of the time. "I love you, even more, that way. Emotional and sweet even with tantrums." He answered as he looked at her lovingly.

All the emotions in the room made him dizzy, he had to swallow hard as his stomach rebelled. Roman's inner fear billowed through Slater, his subliminal agony crashing against him like waves in the ocean. They tugged on him and he had to put both legs firmly into the ground to brave the onslaught. If Roman was around, it was worse. Then every smallest nuance of the Puerto Rican's emotional world spilled over to him and the more intensely the other felt, the more it raged inside him. Which was also the reason that Roman's current mood dominated the room. He pulsed with emotions, literally bleeding them into the atmosphere around him. The air was saturated with a deep sadness. Slater could almo

At the end of the day, I couldn't exactly lock him out, "sure." Victor waited for me to step away from the door, leaving enough room between us before he entered, "I can leave the door open if you're more comfortable with that." His offer was so sweet it had my heart swelling in my ribcage. It felt like glee inflated the organ until it was ready to pop. It was weird how I felt this spectrum of emotions, like a roller coaster with no off switch. When I was alone stuck in my thoughts it was like the roller coaster had dipped and I was spiraling downhill to my doom while screaming for my life. But when he was with me, that roller coaster suddenly took a sharp turn and began moving uphill again