Selfish Thesaurus 소설 & 이야기

I blurt. "Power over my happiness mom,how selfish and self centered are you?" He questions disgustingly. Selfish!?. My every actions are towards their happiness and he tags me self centered?,how absurd and ungrateful. "Listen Damien,my every action has been beneficial to you boys. None were personal nor self centered,that you need understand" I clarify. "Speak for Drake!" He scoffs. Now he sounds selfish and self centered. After all showered love and sacrifices and he tags me the selfish one?. How ungrateful is he?.

But I couldn’t. I wanted to be closer to Sapph— even if it was through a girl I kidnapped. That’s why I was doing all of this. For Sapph.. Who am I kidding? Sum ambitiosus excors; im ' non faciens eam. Facio hoc propter me. Sicut ego semper aliquid pro alio quam me.. Ha! quam irrisorie. (Translation: I’m a selfish idiot; I’m not doing this for her. I’m doing this for me. Like I’d ever do anything for someone other than myself. Ha! How ironic.)

Ungrateful just like I said. I let out a dry, humorless chuckle. “Yeah,” I said, nodding. “I am selfish. And maybe it’s about damn time I started being selfish.” My jaw tightened. “Because all I ever do is give to someone who doesn’t appreciate it. What other name are you going to come up with for me, Sage? Because I am tired of hearing them all. Fuck!!” I turned away, heading toward the street. I didn’t hesitate as I raised my hand and hailed a cab.

I muttered to myself. I stared at the mirror, looking at the woman, I have become and married him for something precious and not this. Loving wealth, fame, power and still do my thing normally, that's my goal. Suffering became part of me when I was growing up. Suffering and street life is what I wouldn't like to experience again. He is a caring and lovable husband, but he wants to be the head. My voice doesn't count. “I have a voice, I am a brave lady.” I said to myself and stood up grandly to the dinning room to meet him.

Keeping me from spiraling into an emotional purgatory. The kind of place where men find themselves trapped in the tangled grips of female companionship and are forced into relationships that demand work and respect. My lifestyle is not that of a respectable husband. I dominate business, control and power, not romance. Ever since my late wife I’ve been on the road of selfish desires taking what I want. Not feeding into women, lies, or the traps of exclusive relationships. Sure I’ve had my fun, but after everything my wife had endured emotionally…. I never wanted to do that again to anyone.

more or less. I'm selfish and all... I know... I don't mind being the bad guy...I can be the bad guy than the good guy who end up regretting everything.

he spat. Shooting a finger at me, he took a step closer. “Listen, if anyone was not going to tell you this, I would. And I’ll tell you this night”—pointing a finger at me—“You. Are. Selfish. You are fucking selfish. You only think about yourself. Your fucking self. Yes, I am not asking for your stupid nonsense love life to be saved, but I want you to fucking have a conscience.” I froze. Cold waves crawled from my toes despite the shoes.

Organizing an order perhaps? I was nearly lost in the faint sounds that her sigh broke off my thoughts. “Sometimes, you're really TRULY selfish.” “What?” I blinked in shock. Her voice was completely deadpan, free of anger or bitterness, as though stating a fact. “In your attempt to be selfless, you make the most selfish cowardly decisions, and that can be misinterpreted so easily to others and even to yourself. It works so hand in hand when it comes to you.” She chuckled