Express Yourself 소설 & 이야기

He'd say it's fine. He'd say I don't need to explain or make promises. But I know that I'll never get peace if I express this. I clear my throat and speak a few words to figure out if my voice is anyhow broken. But it's good. I pull a smile on my face and immediately walk out of the room. *

May you live but death, I do not say here again. You win life. Your virtuous self needs life to express you from within of you. You are the rise. You be at rise with you. Surprise the world. Be you so strong that you trend. Not dust nor dew. You be rich. You be safe. You be at rise just as anyone sane.

Pervert's angry facial expression after finishing my speech. "Heh, how could it happen that what I'm going to feed you has poison? Do I have to taste it so you know it's not poisonous? Eat!" "I'm not going to throw money at you just so you can enjoy life; go to work!" I screamed angrily at the mirror.

fuck! I wish I could just scream this out but I can't , I'm not good at expressing myself and I never will "I don't want to go , but I don't have a choice , do I?",I said "So what's chasing you away from here?",he asked calmly as usual You !!! You're doing that thing again!!! You're distancing yourself away from me and it's killing me "Nothing ,I just need to do this once and for all and get this over with , I'm tired of it hunting me every day and night ,I just want to, I need to ",I said

I am so sorry. -Randy, please, I need this job! Mine wins on the fifth and I won’t be able to pay without working. And if you open my refrigerator only has jam and bread. Please, I’m sure we can find a solution. -Honey, I already found a solution, you’re fired! I’m sorry for your problems, but I think you should be more responsible in how you manage your savings, maybe then when unforeseen events happen, you wouldn’t be so desperate. -Fuck you, Randy, I know what I should do with my money.

The world was suddenly, jarringly, and beautifully Loud. "Can you... hear me?" Kael asked. He wasn't sending a neural pulse. He was using his lungs. He was pushing air through his vocal cords, creating a vibration that had to travel through three meters of space to reach the person standing in front of him. It was a slow, inefficient process, prone to static and wind, but as the woman across from him nodded with tears in her eyes, Kael realized it was the most sacred thing he had ever done. It was the first "Analog" conversation in half a millennium.

“That's what you do best, isn't it? Clean up the messes created by your poor judgment. I, on the other hand, cleaned up the mess created by your poor communication and my mother's poor impulse control.” The tension was suffocating. This was the rawest they had ever spoken, stripped of their public masks. “Why do you hate me so much?” Eddie asked, the question escaping him in a ragged, low whisper, sounding less like an accusation and more like a weary demand for an explanation. I gave a dry, humorless laugh. I should be the one asking you. “Hate you? That requires effort and emotion, Eddie. I don’t feel enough for you to hate you. I simply dislike the contract you represent and the prison yo

She thrust the phone toward me, and as I reluctantly brought it to my ear, a male voice immediately filled the line. "Spencer, I'm so sorry! It was my mistake—I was rushing to deliver clothes to Ms. Little and accidentally switched your medication. I know you're upset, but Ms. Little said she can't manage without me, and the company needs me too. So, I hope you'll let this go for her sake." The apology dripped with insincerity, and his smug, self-satisfied tone made my skin crawl. Three rounds of dialysis, two brushes with death—and all I got was this nauseating excuse of an apology.

The year I was at my most starry-eyed, I gave up my chance to study overseas. Over my parents' furious objections I married my boyfriend and took in the abandoned baby he'd picked up off the side of the road. From that day on I poured everything I had into that household and into raising that child. Thirty years of it. And just when our son was grown and settled and I thought I might finally get to breathe, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness. The treatment cost a fortune. I was about to reassure my husband and my son that I had the money. Instead, they got angry. "What do you mean, your money? That's this family's money. This disease is a bottomless pit. You could throw everything

I experienced a truly remarkable moment that had a profound impact on me, leaving me with a deep sense of emotion and gratitude. I have been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself with a divine gift of great significance and profound meaning. I have come to a stage in my life where I feel compelled to express myself freely without holding back or suppressing my thoughts and emotions. I want to express my strong desire to be by your side, fully committed to providing you with an abundance of love and affection that you truly deserve.