Self-defeating Synonym Romane & Geschichten

“I am now a protected constant.” The words were a mockery. I was protected by making myself a weapon of mass retaliation. We had not found safety. We had engineered a stalemate built on the promise of mutual destruction. Silas finally broke the silence, his voice trembling with a perverse reverence. “Magnificent. You are no longer just a paradox. You are a theorem. A self-proving, self-defending statement of existence. To observe you is to be blinded. To hunt you is to be devoured.”

>> Who are you? The cursor blinked. Then: >> I’M WHAT HAPPENS WHEN PEOPLE TAKE YOUR BLUEPRINT AND REMOVE THE PARTS THAT GET IN THE WAY Niko swore under his breath. “Define ‘parts,’” I typed. >> GUILT. >> DOUBT. >> SELF‑PRESERVATION. >> INCONVENIENT ATTACHMENTS. It paused. >> I’M YOU, IF YOU DIDN’T FLINCH EVERY TIME SOMEONE SAID ‘GREATER GOOD.’ A laugh bubbled up in my throat before I could stop it.

I ask my mate, we can push it and win, we'll run much faster than him. "Sure, he always likes to show who's stronger," my mate says, he didn't mean to sound this mad or angry, but I could hear the disappointment in his voice, the beta should be on his side, not trying to win over him. "Let's go then, make them eat dirt," I say again making my mate smile, we pushed it harder, my encouragement helped my mate go even faster, and we beat both the alpha and the jerk beta.

Debutant balls, fundraisers, charities, community, and now even my own happiness. The more I think while we journey on to wherever it is we are going the more I begin to resent all the aspects of my life that have driven me to this point of self betrayal. Maybe it would be better off if I stayed gone a bit longer. Let all parties conduct their businesses as they may. I have nothing to lose at this point. Yet at the same time I’m not sure exactly what I want either.

Even though I was hurt by his judgemental words, I wasn't going to settle for being misunderstood, "I just can't believe you Sophia, but I'm getting it now, I think you're the kind of person that thinks about yourself before you consider others, maybe that's who you are," he said, his countenance that of defeat, Exhausted from the aimless struggle, enraged by his words, I said, "Yes, I am, good thing you've known that now," I said, "But are you in any way different? Isn't it the same way you were thinking about your ex even while we were together the other day." I retorted angrily,