Insufferable In A Sentence 소설 & 이야기

“Why are you so selfish and irresponsible?… You only think about yourself and not anyone around you….. You’re blinkered to anyone else's feelings, and life is one big fucking party to you. Don’t you have any sense of responsibility or one ounce of decency? Do you even care about anyone else… or see how I struggle?” The floodgates open, my voice getting more strained and pathetic with every word as tears roll down my face and sheer frustration consumes me.

“You’re competent. Very competent. But competence doesn’t make you indispensable.” His voice was a rumble, deep enough that it vibrated through her chest. She hated how it made her skin prickle. Her jaw clenched. She could smell him now—clean skin, faint antiseptic, that damn cologne wrapping around her like smoke. “No,” she replied, holding his stare, refusing to yield even an inch. “Arrogance just makes you unbearable.” A sharp intake of breath rippled through the room, someone’s gasp barely muffled.

Hanson’s current behavior was the perfect embodiment of all of the insufferable qualities. Zayn’s current behavior was the perfect embodiment of all of the qualities. Yet, he did not have any intention to be self-conceited because he was only telling the truth. The scene broke into a commotion instantly. Over a hundred of these soldiers began to boil over with anger. “F*ck! He’s so insolent, I can’t stand it anymore!” “I’ve encountered plenty of arrogant people in my life yet it is my first time encountering someone as insufferable as him! All of us will be disgraced if we don’t teach him a lesson!”

It doesn’t deserve insults or disrespect from anyone. “My child, Mrs. Mazur, does not deserve to bear the name of such a repellent, morally less, and heartless dirty family, if you should know. You all make me sick! And for your peace of mind, my precious child will never even know that he/she carries your blood!” I speak boldly like a cucumber, but heaven knows I am burning with rage inside. That caught her off guard. She furrows her eyes, cocking her head to the side as she tries to cloak her stupor.

At that point, it was her words I was speaking, not my own. I felt exhausted and frustrated. I also felt nauseous. I noticed I’ve been getting nauseous spells lately whenever I get worked up; I’ve been trying my best to swallow it down. Which works for a little while, until the feeling comes back. “You’re insane,” Alex nearly laughed. “My father would never fuck a dirtball. Your kind disgusts him. No one in the Roessler family would be caught dead messing with the likes of you. Except for Bob.”

“That and the . . . ?” “Well, that and the barbarity, Father,” she’d say. “That someone could be so cruel and inflict such suffering on someone, especially someone so innocent, someone with such love and devotion in his heart, it bothers me, Father. Worries me. Obsesses me.” A quick pause as she gathered her thoughts. “I just, I simply cannot wrap my head around that sort of wanton cruelty. That kind of—” “Barbarity, as you said.” “Yes.”

'Greedy little slut. I arched into his touch, biting my lip to stifle a moan. 'Can't help it. You two ruined me for anything else.' It was true—my body hummed with need, craving the stretch of their cocks even as my muscles protested. But we couldn't linger; Mum was due back from her spa retreat that afternoon, and the last thing we needed was her walking in on this.

It's impossible to decipher, but it fuels my anger further. "You're all a collection of miserable souls, clinging to a life devoid of genuine connection," I scathingly remark, my voice dripping with contempt. "The only joy you seem to derive is from manipulating each other and toying with people's emotions. Well, consider this your parting gift – you can keep each other. I wouldn't touch any of you with a ten-foot pole."

Something flashed in his eyes as I shifted away, before his eyes darkened. “You..” He began grimly. “-are insufferable-" My heart tightened as he spat, taking another step closer. “-repulsive-“ he took another step, somehow making the room feel smaller as he got closer. “-and the weakest abomination I have ever had the sorrow of laying eyes on.” My eyes watered at his words, the lump in my throat making it hard to swallow. “I thought you-we-" “You thought what?!” I shivered as he growled, his brows drawn to a knot. “Heavens, it’s your voice!” He let out a breath in exasperation, shaking his head as he scoffed. “It is utterly infuriating! Just stop!”