His Guilt
My mind twisted and writhed nightly, picking apart my day and loathing what i had become. it hated who i was, how i lied each day, how i wasted precious moments, hours, and months trying so desperately hard to believe something i knew was not true.
Gumiho: Our Life Has Just Begun (1)
The place smelled of fox scat, and much as i loathe to admit it, i'd long come to accept this odor.
Soren
This treaty was loathed by many of his clan, but soren cared little either way. the treaty enabled him to explore the surface world at his leisure.
Decrypting a Fox: Part 3
He was loathe to murder, but he desperately needed the cash, and he had put himself on the line for that wolf. he holstered the pistol and examined the bills. they were genuine. he put them in his wallet and sighed.
A Change of Loyalty
The emotions _i'm_ most interested in are fear and loathing." "you should go to las vegas, then." "eh.
Hammered
No more loathing. no more depression. no more uncertainty. no more crying. no more cutting. no more considering... i gulp. no more considering that. "this is who you are now adrian."
A Newly Minted Goddess
Well, what else but to get rid of all those things that she loathed. starting here. alarice lifted up a paw, grinning as she saw it lay a shadow over a full half of the castle.
Nothing But A Little Rivalry Competition
Blackjack had the shivers; he loathed the fact that what was happening to him felt so good. he also loathed the possibility that rocket just might win this round, but he wasn't going to stand for that.
Waiting for the Notification
The vacuum persisted for a time before it filled again with self-pitying self-loathing. he just didn't know what to do. he was a grown-ass man sitting at his computer and feeling utterly lost because of a probably-inconsequential social faux pas.
Pokémon: Children of Creation: Prologue: Jubilife Nights
"that we do, criminal," she said, her voice full of loathing. "but i won't be taking advise from a murderer's closest friend, as that would definitely fuck our evidence" "then take it from the pokémon who hates me most, my absol!"
Herald.1
This existence of war is in need of a plague; a devourer to rid the weak and simple minded, something to scrape the fools from their thrones to wallow once more in the dirt, to fear and loathe the night sky and take the shoulder of man amongst them in compassion
Don't You Dare.
Red hair - red as her furry and loathing for giselle' for the blood she shared with a dead woman. all of the pain, the death, for the abused emotions of a stricken lover. such a small but filed goal; driven to the point of death.