I Don't Want Peace I Want Problems Always Original Novels & Stories

Paul replied immediately. "No, you're not," Janet said as she walked inside. Paul's expression hardened instantly. "I said I'm fine." Janet flinched slightly. For a second, neither of them spoke. Then Janet sighed. "I'm not here to fight," she said quietly. She had come to understand that this was the fate she had chosen. There was no point getting angry anymore. There was no point regretting it. Paul looked away. He did not care. At that moment, he had a bigger problem to deal with.

West said with a sad smile. Back then, her life was surely tough. 🎵🎵And another one bites the dust Oh, why can I not conquer love? And I might've thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I wanted it, and I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags. 🎵🎵 West kept humming as she listened to the song as it filled the car, she rolled down the window and the cold evening air rushed into the car.

And I might've thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I want it and I wanted it bad but there were so many red flags. Now another one bites the dust Yeah, let's be clear, I trust no one you did not break me I'm still fighting for peace will I've got thick skin and an elastic heart But your blade might be too sharp I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard Yeah, I may snap, and I move fast You won't see me fall apart Cause I've got an elastic heart

And I might have thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I wanted it, I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags Now another one bites the dust Yeah, let's be clear, I'll trust no one You did not break me I'm still fighting for peace Well, I've got thick skin and an elastic heart But your blade, it might be too sharp I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard But I may snap when I move fast You won't see me fall apart 'Cause I've got an elastic heart I've got an elastic heart Yeah, I've got an elastic heart And I will stay up through the night Yeah, let's be clear, won't close my eyes And I know that I can survive

A song is still ringing through my earphones as Agon screamed: THE WORLD IS CRUEL THE WORLD IS UNFAIR BUT WE SHOULDN'T BLAME THE WORLD FOR ITS PEOPLE THAT NEVER CARED NATIONS SHALL UNITE BUT WE CREATED WARS I CAN'T BELIEVE MOST OF YOU BELIEVE IN GOD LOVE IS PATIENT AND IS KIND BUT ALL YOUR PEOPLE ARE AGAINST ALL ODDS AND BEING DIFFERENT IS A CRIME WHAT DO YOU GET FROM THIS WHAT DO YOU GET FROM THE FIGHTS BRUISES AND SCARS WON'T MAKE US STRONGER IN TRYING TIMES JUST DROP THE FUCKING PITCHFORKS CAN'T WE HAVE ONE DAY OF PEACE WE ARE CREATED TO BE ONE NOT FOR EACH OTHER TO FEAST

I don’t want them to experience the same nightmare I had. Peace, that’s my only desire and I am willing to sacrifice just for that. Even if the world is my enemy, if it’s for peace, I’m willing to fight. Even though I told myself that there was no way to restore peace, I would continue reaching that desire until it was all over. To be continued . . .

“Then what is it? Because every time I turn around, there you are. Always one step ahead of my breakdown. Always with the ‘perfect’ timing. I'm not a fool, Malcolm. ” I took a breath, but it shook. “I don’t want help. I don’t want pity, or rescue missions, or your carefully thought out what-ifs. I want to live my damn life without being someone else’s burden or opportunity.” “Natalie—” “Let me fucking finish,” I said, voice raw now, scraped thin from trying to hold myself together. “I want peace. Not manipulation dressed up as kindness or more men deciding what I need without asking.” He looked at me like he wanted to say something, but I didn’t give him the chance.

I’m not okay. I’ll never be okay again. XXX

"The only problem is that you didn't come on the date I fixed, you fox. Shouldn't it be obvious to you that I'm the last person in this world who'd fall for your tricks?" "It's better late than never. And speaking of tricks, I have no intention of playing games when I'm after something as important as peace. I'm tired of all these long years of fighting and killing. I don't want any more lives to be lost. I don't care if it cost my own life, as long as the two packs come to terms with each other," he said. My face went blank and I bent low, crumpling my fists tight. "You don't know how irritated I feel listening to you," I muttered, crumpling my fists harder.

Baby, please. He typed as fast as he can and hit send. He knew she’ll scoff at this. But remember the attraction that they had? Yeah, that’s it. He just hoped that the attraction will never wear off. He never begged for something so small like this. 'Kill me, but I can’t help but want to live my life in peace.' But now, my source of peace was gone. Princess, where are you? Pfft. You’ll never be in peace. My conscience speaks.