bitch - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Everyone has their reasons for being how they are. Some of us get passed our troubles and mature, others get stuck a sort of basic mode of fear and reactions, loving responses absent or portioned out for personal gain. That to me is a "bitch," but I keep on walking when I find one and I call that self-respect. I'm lovely, I'm worth loving and to keep beating back negative opinions is so tiring. Either solitude or people who want to love and be kind, that's all I need.
"Mike, no, I won't. It's always the way. I'm softer, nicer, so I'm always the one asked to accommodate the bullies; 'Make nice, don't make a fuss, flatter them, act vulnerable." Well not this time. If you want her, let me go. Then you won't be in the middle, problem solved. I won't roll over, I'm not the bitch."
I have become so very good at being rude. Simon's butch roadie is so poor at hiding jealousy. It's not part of my briefing but it lightens the boredom. She has a crush on him a mile wide, he knows it too. If anything he uses me as a shield. He's known her since they were kids, makes her perfect for the maintenance of a "normal" life as an egocentric pre-madonna musician singer. I'd like to arrange a little accident for her so that she's not so high maintenance but he won't hear of it. Apparently she has a heart of gold, but I can't see it through all the chest hair. I'd offer to get rid of that unibrow for her if it wouldn't leave her head more porous than my mother's logic. When we visit tomorrow I'm going straight to her cabinet and pouring a huge Baileys. She buys it as her monthly treat, poor thing is almost broke. I won't even ask, add ice, say thank-you or even look in her direction. If I can take her favourite seat so much the better. Simon can't say a thing, he's "smitten."
I've gotten used to seeing everyone's faults and flaws, it's almost laughable. I mean, Kelsey, trying to get my boyfriend? No way. She's not getting him at all. If anything, she's trying to suck him in. It turns out that they've known each other forever and he totally likes her too. I'm not letting that redheaded idiot near him. Actually, I've got a little plan for her. She's totally gonna get it, If you know what I mean. Wink. Kelsey Kegan, your days of loving Branston are numbered!
Marcia cast her eyes at Josh just long enough to catch his red-rimmed eyes and downcast expression. She bristled. Empathy wasn't her thing. Either Josh could provide a romantic evening or he could not; he wasn't the only guy in her "directory." He sniffled and gave her a soft apologetic glance. Marcia pursed her lips, time for a new tactic. "Oh, Josh, I have the most terrible headache. You know how I feel about you darling but let's do this another night?" She gave him a simpering smile with partially raised brows and thought about giving him a quick perfunctory kiss before retreating to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine and stare out of the window until he got the "message."