Brian waited until Leonardo disappeared before beginning his tirade. “What the fuck was that all about? What is happening tomorrow?” “He invited me to his vineyard and since you are so busy with business, I accepted his invitation.” “You should have asked me first. We are in a relationship. You should not be spending time with another man.” “And I guess you thought spending an afternoon with Ms. Bimbo was OK. You are a real piece of work. You know that?” I said slowly. Caught off guard by my statement and looking a little pale, he muttered apologetically, “I wasn’t flirting with Rina. We ran into each other on our way here and exchanged greetings. She is an old friend, Isabel. Nothing more.” “So you say. I saw you, Brian. I called you and I saw the look on your face when you noticed my name on your caller ID. I overheard what you said too. I can’t believe you. How can I be with someone who sees me as a burden or finds me irritating? Throughout this trip, you spent less time with me and more time with other women. Admitted. It always comes back to this.” “You are overreacting.” “No this time. I am sorry, but I can do us anymore.” I said desolately. “This is bullshit and you know it, Isabel. You created situations. You create distance between us. It is as if you don’t want us to work. I figured I give you some time to sort yourself, but I have given you plenty of time, Isabel and I am not a patient man. The emotional distance is making me irritable and when you called me
“I don’t like it when George asks you to meet with him alone at dark!” cried Mary. My friend George told me there was something big that he thought I would be interested in. My wife Mary doesn’t like George that much because he always seems to get me in trouble.
“I can’t believe you. The whole time we were married you was out fucking around! I knew you were naïve, but never in a million years would I think you would be so stupid! Night after night me waiting up for you, all the while you were out there having your affairs with women and probably men too! While you were fucking those smut buckets, did it ever occur to you that you could catch something, I guess not! You’re a poor excuse for a man. After the divorce is final I want nothing to do with you! You have dragged me to hell and back! May God have mercy on your soul!” Justine roughly pulled up to the curb. She got out the car to open Vaughn’s door.
I needed to hear that, I could of settle down. Getting impatient with me just makes me more hesitant, even if you said that in some way being angry just makes me scared of you.Tone matters Jerson, you should know that. You want me to follow you to New York you have to be willing to repeat things over and over again. I still have Cynthia and my Mom repeat to me over and over again I’m doing the right thing by not talking to you. I did not want to stop being by your side Jerson but I needed some time to myself to get better. You were my better half and this month felt like I was walking around like a huge part of me had died inside. I have given you some much of myself that I don’t even function without you. When we fight and don’t solve things in the same day, I completely impactable of thinking about anything.I know you’re stressed out about your situation and you take it out on me. I know you’re upset with yourself that you can’t completely trust me but I can’t be your punching bag right now. I can’t take any more verbal beat downs and I can’t jump into a situation without a better plan then “ If you love me, you would just come here” or “ I’ll do it but you have to come here first”. I couldn’t get over there until summer, you couldn’t even give me a bone by saying you’ll try and get something done before then? One thing off the list? Jerson, I didn’t not want you to come during January. I
“ No probs man. I will do anything for you and I also wanted to see this trainwreck,” Aaron said, laughing. “ And trust me this will be a trainwreck. Nate, can you come here for a second,” Wade said, gesturing Nate to come over. “ Yes Mr.Jones,” Nate said,shivering. “ Nate, for the last time you can call me Wade. You earned enough respect to call me Wade,” Wade said. Mr. Jones reminded him of his good for nothing, always drunk father. Wade still remembers his dad and how he treated others . “ Trudy, get your ass up and make me a sandwich,” Arthur said, drinking his beer. Arthur was sitting down in his favorite recliner,drinking his beer. Trudy walked out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand. “ Arthur,please don’t curse in front of your son,” Trudy said. Little five year old, Wade was on a beat up rug,playing with a torn up teddy bear. “ I don’t give a shit about that mistake. I always tell you to leave him somewhere. Where is my sandwhich,bitch?” Arthur said. Trudy gave him his sandwich and Arthur bit into it. Suddenly, Arthur spit the sandwich on Wade and threw his plate at him. “ What wrong, Arthur,” Trudy said, waiting for an answer. Arthur inhaled and exhaled and got up from his chair. He walked to the small table and kneel down. He grab a kilo divider and sniffed white stuff. He got back up and moved towards Trudy . Arthur exhaled and quickly slapped trudy in the face. Trudy went down and Wade started to cry. “ I told you I hate lettuce,” Arthur said,hitting her in the face. “ Mistake,stop crying or I will whip you so hard that you wouldn’t be able to breath,” Arthur said. Suddenly Wade stopped crying. “ You two come up stairs,” Arthur said, urging them to come over. Trudy picked up Wade and walked up stairs. They walked all the way into the master bedroom. Arthur opened the door and urged them to walk in front of him and hde suddenly locked the door. “ Wade, sit down in that chair and
“What the hell did you two do this time.” She Shook her head from side to side. Her head dropped to the side, a frown forming on her lips. “I can’t believe I put up with you guys.” She lifted her hand to her nose, pinched the bridge of her nose and uttered out a sigh. She took in a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. She took one step closer to the two men, her head tilting to the side. “Show me the damage you have done.” She stated in a calm voice, but deep down inside her annoyance level for the two was starting to
Today I am blogging about Steph Curry. In my mind besides Micheal Jordan Steph Curry is the best. His recent game versing the Cavaliers, Golden State won.But recently I heard "Steph Curry has been a boon for Under Armour's brand, but his star power has diminished a bit this year. And he recently took issue with political statements from Under Armour’s CEO." Steph Curry was the best player on his team (Golden State Warriors) but recently "The Golden State Warriors are once again cruising through an NBA season, but last year’s MVP Steph Curry isn’t having quite the same success. His scoring is down five points a game from last year’s average. Curry is arguably not even the MVP of his own team anymore, given Kevin Durant’s arrival on the Warriors."
Ashley Timms Persuasive Speech Riker April 14, 2015 Behind the Big Top I’m sure the majority of you have been to a circus. Can you take a moment with me and let’s imagine watching the acrobats walking the tight rope high above the ring? And how exciting was it as a child to witness a tiger with gigantic teeth jump through a flaming hoop? Or to hold your breath while a bear somehow rides a bike just like you and I.
Yes Trump speech does follow Monroe Motivated Speech. He get the crowd attention by saying, “Reno, Nevada we love you,” and, “Meth overdoses in Nevada are up 22%.” He uses the state name to get their attention.
I asked, “Why didn’t you do anything to even try to stop him?” Krystal was the only one to respond Kat just sat there giggling to herself. “I can’t control him.” Where the only words she spoke. After more countless things they had done in the future after that. That seemed to only get increasingly worse to some degree, I had decided. “It’s time to get new friends.” But I couldn’t make any new friends there in California, I already knew everyone. And they all mostly treated me the same. So I asked if I could move up here to Washington with my dad, which is where I now type this memoir and where I now have the coolest friends ever. And I am glad I made the decision to move, because the friends I have now would never treat me that way, and now I am happy. From that experience I have learned to treat everyone equally to make it so no one ever feels alone and
Melania undoubtedly plagiarized Michelle Obama in her speech to the RNC in July of 2016
“No one can truly know why, a man like that he's a master of manipulation” he said in a calm voice. By this time it was late and I had to leave “I must go now, it was a pleasure to meet you and hear this story of yours” I said as slowly rising from the couch. He replied in a calm voice “It was indeed a pleasure to meet you, I wish we could have meet on better circumstances”. I begun to leave and as I got in my car he said while standing the the front doorway “May my past be your insightful knowledge”. I slammed my car door shut and left and I got halfway back to the studio until I thought about the last thing he said and I understand.
I was riding home in the passenger seat of Dominic’s black pickup truck and we were fighting—yet again. That’s all we did these days. I started staring intently out the window, ignoring everything he was saying I did wrong. It was always all my fault. Once you reach being together a year and a half, the honeymoon phase is long gone
Two hours passed, I went back home because we already talked about what we're going to do. The only thing is that we had to tell someone about it. So two hours ago, “Before I leave we need to tell Diana because she is the one that told me to watch it which I did then I told you.” So me and Judith called Diana and we told her “Diana tomorrow you need to come to Firebaugh” The reason we told her Firebaugh is because she lives in Mendo. She told us “Ok, but why” I told her “No time to explain I have to leave home I am with
She is a nobody in his eyes. He is something in her eyes. She has nothing. He has everything. Diana Delgado Cornejo is a young female who went to school with Donald Trump’s daughter. In her piece that she is writing to Donald Trump she reveals that she is an immigrant and how she doesn’t respect him as a human being. Which majority of the people in this nation feels towards him. Cornejo had set the mood of her piece to be very tense. As an audience member I could physically feel what she was feeling. Hatred, disgust, and hurt. I knew that this piece she was going to tell her own truth about Trump himself.
“We were meant to to adventure together, to explore, to create and destroy. What happened to that? What happened to you? You aren 't the same woman I fell in love with.” I reached for her hands but she drew them away quickly. “We barely talk anymore. Do I no longer make you happy?” I paused but heavy breathing was the only sound to fill the silence. “Won’t you answer me?” I snapped.