Novel & Cerita Two Halves Of A Whole Idiot

Second of all, being smart has nothing to do with a person who is bad on taking directions😐 so fuck off🖕🏼🖕🏼 Adrien: Σ（ﾟдﾟlll ) I'm sorry, why u so mean('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) if u keep being like that, no one will want u and u will die alone. You: I don't give a fuck, who would want to be with an idiotic person anyway.

"Ow...it hurts!' "This idiot, just embarrass me!" ***

"You two are polar opposites, I'm telling you. You're the Mercury and she's the Neptune of the solar system. You two are light years apart." "Hey! You don't think I'm cute then?" I asked him, pushing my cheeks up with both of my hands, tilting my head to the side and pouting at him. "Stop it. I'm getting nausea here." Regaining my usual self, I rolled my eyes. "Of course, you're getting nauseous. Some galleons of beer you swallowed is gonna come out sooner or later. It'll only be a miracle if you don't end up spraying that half-digested coal of beer over your napkin."

"You are an idiot." "The bigger idiot is the one who is in love and denies it. The biggest, pushes the love aside totally picking a life of misery for unnecessary avenge and revenge." He smiled throughout his words. "Meaning?" "You are the bigger and biggest idiot, you are miserable and I might have ruined your toaster and the puppy chewed at one of the tapestries." "How the fuck did that happened?!" I asked referring to the puppy and not the toaster. Nexus had a habit of ruining my kitchen appliances.

Edward looks at her husband, Craig is tipsy but Cathy is wasted. "Craig! Why are you two?'' She asked pointing at him and his shadow. "I am not two, I am one." "Oh, you are calling me stupid again." "No, I didn't say you are stupid, you are not stupid." "If I am not stupid, that means you are two." "I am not two," Craig yelled, if it was his normal self he would have just agreed and let it pass but this is not the case. "That means I am stupid." Craig sighed, and he grabbed her to himself. "What are you doing?" Cathy looks at him, he caresses her cheeks.

His worry was evident, overshadowed by his frustration, "Stop acting like an idiot and open the damn door!" "Don't call me an idiot! You're the idiot," I snapped, wiping my tears before burying my face in the pillow once again. The tears continued to stream down my face. The emotions churning in my stomach felt unbearable. "No, you're the big idiot here. Locking yourself in the room and crying like a five-year-old who lost a fluffy doll kinda thing or got one of those stupid glittery dolls with terrible makeup on her face snatched away!" He sounded really pissed.

they both said at the same time before scowling fiercely at each other. "Look boys, I am what I am. Half Daemon, half witch. Just because some outspoken people give that phrase negative connotations, doesn't mean I see it in the same way. I am half and half, and there is nothing wrong with that. I am unapologetically me and if they don't like it, then they can go and blow goats as far as I'm concerned. Hybrids, half breeds, whatever they want to call us, we're still people, just like them, and their bigotry will be their downfall. So don't perpetuate the notion of the insinuated negative stereotypes that you think that phrase holds, because to me, it is my truth and I'm going to own that def

** Ian I’m not going to lie: the wolf half of me is almost entirely a critical, patronizing dick, nagging at me constantly from the minute we split at puberty. He’s a fucking perfectionist and a slave driver, demanding no less than the best from me until his envy and pride are sated.

Dad's back was far more hunched than I'd ever seen before. By the time I made it 15 miles and halfway up the mountains, my knees were already bloody and skinned raw from all the "walking". However, at that moment, Alvin appeared right by the roadside with Tamara, who had still been his secretary back then. "Aww, what a touching scene," he said mockingly while clapping his hands in disdain. "You're certainly doing a lot for an abandoned mongrel that nobody even pays any attention to, Ms. Crawford.

“Child, that's enough!” The loudness of his voice made me shake and I sobbed. This wasn't supposed to happen. Everything was falling apart. My hand lost I grip and the bottle dropped to the floor, smashing into pieces. I felt the world spinning, and I fell, his old strong hands held me as I passed out. ~ The morning sun reached my face. I groaned and slowly woke up. I had a bad hangover and held my forehead, enduring the banging headache. I got out of bed and tried to remember what happened yesterday.