Lonely Oak Chapter 14
Throughout first and second grade she had a sort of identity crisis. she noticed that everyone had a name, and everyone fit that name well--or if they didn't, there was always an easy enough name to find that fit them.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 31: No Rest for the Wicked
It was at least a distraction from sorting the relationship part with miwah, and possibly tama, or even my budding identity crisis. "master!" narita announced, "we found human-things' food storage." "oh."
The Coming Storm
Luckily, my mates here have kindly agreed to help fix this little identity crisis of yours!" \*\*\* it was three in the morning when i was able to escape...and the same time chloe opened the door in her dressing gown.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 19: Intercultural Festival
That was disconcerting; it was like an identity crisis for him since there were more than 300 tribes there. when he arrived at his booth, his friends wooed him, especially lucy. he just threw them his committee costume, making them laugh.
We Crave A Different Kind of Buzz
It almost feels like you have scales now, and you suffer a moment of identity crisis. are you still yourself? or are you the princess, even before she's formally made you part of her body?
Mischievous Sands
I told them about hands, and about how historically it was expensive to paint them, and about napoleon's identity crisis and about a man who lost both hands and had them replaced with hooks and lost his sense of identity afterwards.
No Sloe Gin Tonight
There was that train again ... calling out of an identity crisis. what was this land, now, before the field of chilly, sparkling vision? was it agriculture? was it industry? was it medicinal? what about the past of this place?
New Tech Old Problems
Is this going to be the end of my identity crisis?" "i'm afraid not. it'll be at least tomorrow before everything updates with your corrected profile. sorry." the cat sighed and with let go of her anger.
Really Here
At least i'm not a walking identity crisis like that ross, or a walking, talking orgasm like that flirt of a skunk ... at least i have character. at least i have depth." "you're the most arrogant fur i've ever seen ... you never stop, do you?
Sophomore Year: SUA
"i understand you are having an identity crisis, but i'm not. the reason i'm here is not because i hate myself, nor do i think something is wrong with me." tyran stared at me, waiting for my response. a response i did not have. did he know?
The Mook Maker, Chapter 60: Behind the Dark Eyes
The identity crisis i'd decided to postpone indefinitely was back and in full swing. "were my..." i asked, the sentence felt unfinished, never allowing the obvious question to leave my mouth.
Reclamation
"you'd think you chipmunks would be in a constant identity crisis," kempton said, nodding at taylor. "what?" a blink. "how come?" "well, not a mouse. not a squirrel. just some ... mixture of the two." "i'm a chipmunk. chipmunk."