As women glide from their twenties to thirties, Shazzer argues, the balance of power subtly shifts. Even the most outrageous minxes lose their nerve, wrestling with the first twinges of existential angst: fears of dying alone and being found three weeks later half-eaten by an Alsatian.
Helen FieldingMots clés power women humour angst twenties thirties
Seems," madam? Nay, it is; I know not "seems."
'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
Nor customary suits of solemn black,
Nor windy suspiration of forced breath,
No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage,
Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
That can denote me truly: these indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play:
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
If being queer meant loving Aaron, then he'd own the label, at least internally.
Tibby ArmstrongMots clés angst gay-romance coming-out-stories
I just wanted..."
Aaron stepped closer.
"To kiss you good-bye," he finished for Greg.
Mots clés angst gay-romance teen-angst coming-out-stories
He kissed him like a man starved, thrusting his tongue past his parted lips and drowning himself in the taste and feel of Paul after three weeks without him.
Kele MoonMots clés sex angst gay-romance
Tasting what could have been—what should have been—didn't make it easier.
Kele MoonMots clés love angst forbidden-fruit erotic-romance
Just friends, just friends. Standing there in the bookstore, watching Seth walk away, I half wondered how anyone could still use that line. But I knew why, of course. It was used because people still believed it. Or at least they wanted to.
Richelle MeadMots clés relationships introspection angst
Damn it! Are you so stupid you don't know what I'm going to do to you?"
Her eyes bore into his without flinching.
"Are you so stupid you haven't figured out yet that it doesn't matter?
Mots clés drama angst heart-wrenching
Was it all in my head? A Lunar trick?”
Her stomach twisted. “No.” She shook her head, fervently. How to explain that she hadn’t had the gift before? That she couldn’t have used it against him? “I would never lie—”
The words faded. She had lied. Everything he knew about her had been a lie.
“I’m so sorry,” she finished, the words falling lamely in the open air.
Kai peeled his eyes away, finding some place of resignation off in the glistening garden. “You’re even more painful to look at than she is.
Mots clés love angst betrayal cinder marissa-meyer prince-kai
I’ve always wanted to be liked. It grieved me that I was treated with indifference. Left an orphan by Fortune, I wanted—like all orphans—to be the object of someone’s affection. This need has always been a hunger that went unsatisfied, and so thoroughly have I adapted to this inevitable hunger that I sometimes wonder if I really feel the need to eat.
Whatever be the case, life pains me.
Mots clés angst
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