The last day of remorse, self-hatred, and emptiness. i took a piece of glass in my hand and slid it against my wrist. that was what i deserved: to bleed, to suffer, to die. the blood rolled down my forearm and i felt again.
No-Yiff
Frustration quickly turned into utter self-hatred as he continued through his tears, "why can't i help her? my whole life, i've been waiting for the chance to be somebody's hero, and now, when it actually matters, i just get it thrown back into my face!
Clean, Feline, Leopard, Ninjas, School
Now, with a have heart reis trudged home, tears forming in his eyes from the self hatred that welled up inside him and frustration from not being able to love himself.
Fox, Panther, Transformation, Transgender, Wolf
All the insecurity, all the self-hatred, of not being good enough, of not being as unique as his friends.
fuck that.
he knew who he was, and he was ready to show exactly what that entailed.
Fanfiction, Gay, Male/Male, echo, fanfic, mtg
But the crime wasn't no cattle-wrangling... and there that self-hatred was, returning after its one-minute holiday.
do you find perspective claustrophobic? lets leave our fresh-faced protagonist for a second, and let him gain his wits.
Arctic Fox, Camp, Character Development, Coyote, Fox, Plot Development, Romance, School, Teenager
Probably didn't help that it was fueled by self-hatred.
"
he patted me on the back.
"
"
No-Yiff, Panther, Vixen, Wolf
It never felt like a loss of control, but the utter focus on an achievable goal, without the distractions of self hatred and misery."
she smiles and tilts her head. "of course, that is a rather unhealthy coping method.
M/other, Mind Control
"racial self-hatred," kreet frowned. "it's our greatest weakness. too many of us accept that fate as the natural consequence of being small and weak. and we are small and weak, mostly. but we have brains. we're good with our hands.
D&d, Kobold, Kreet, cleric
I almost turned tail, almost regretted abandoning this life-changing moment for a comfortable life of lies and self-hatred towards my true sexuality. all in the name of my god.
Angst, Calico, City, Closeted, Feline, Love, M/M, Male, No-Yiff, Religion, Romance, Short Story, Tiger, Urban, gay bar
That i should just release all this anger, this self-hatred, the loneliness, how i just want to die, the sadness-- everything.
would it actually help me? would she even care? why should she, nobody would want to hear my maddened ramblings.
Dragon, Human, No-Yiff, Non-Anthro, Plot Development