Cynders poem
Terror of the skies they called me, a title i now loathe.
Internals (Poem)
My mind is a formless cavern i wander through it, lost, curious but through the black, i sense a pattern and the thoughts press outward, furious stress, anxiety, loathing, trepidation i look upon the shifting axons, nausea images and memories vex me,
In Seven
For waste of time and energy the regal one was loath; but man had thought himself better, and invented the sin of sloth. then creatures came together and began to live in bands, and fought as one to thus preserve their hard-won hunting lands.
Crimson Sands
Every time i hear the demon groaning i grind my teeth with utmost loathing. "or shall i call forth the corpse of your daughter and relive it again, the blood drenching slaughter."
Pride in Pretention
James ashton, who was very intelligent in a mirror, was a loathed individual when it came to general studies. his smug expression was always prevalent regardless of the severity of the situation.
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James ashton, who was very intelligent in a mirror, was a loathed individual when it came to general studies. his smug expression was always prevalent regardless of the severity of the situation.
Demiurge/Reader Ch.13
The primal fear in your eyes is accompanied by a murky wave of self-loathing... self-loathing and _rage_. _'i don't want to be a victim anymore.
MLP: A Tale Worth Telling - For it has Dragons in it
Then glancing down at the singed royal bum-bum, she remembered with a deep and profound sense of loathing. luna flew backwards.
Just another High School Story (1)
A secret that every time he thought of it brought tears to the corner of his eyes and deepened the self loathing he felt for himself. but he wanted to please everyone. be all chummy and friendly.
Perfect Matches
She loathed staying a cow, but she could tell this female skunk knew something that littchie did not. mostly black fur covered up her body except for a white stripe on her back.
Tale Across Time: Part 1
He didn't have time to clean the entire mess, he was late for work. a work he loathed but it paid well.
A New Desire
In a few moments, he found one, self-loathing weekly. he bent over to grab it, but immediately spotted something different. peeking out just under the cover of self-loathing weekly was a pink piece of paper.