Fool, she thought. You loved him and you trusted him, and you walked straight into his trap.
Unknown man
Speaks to the world
Sucking in your trust
A trap in every word
War for territory
War for territory
Choice control
Behind propaganda
Poor information
To manage your anger
War for territory
War for territory
Dictators' speech
Blasting off your life
Rule to kill the urge
Dumb asshole speech
Years of fighting
Teaching my son
To believe in that man
Racist human being
Racist ground will live
Shame and regret
Of the pride
You've once possessed
War for territory
War for territory
I clasped my hands behind my back, smiled, and stepped over the cat and out of the trap she’d set for me.
“Oh, Rae. You just couldn’t resist finding out what happens when you piss off a demon, could you?”
Leon.Kitabı okudu
Sliding open the drawer where I kept them, I grabbed a condom package.
And then I stared at it.
There was a strange ringing in my ears all of a sudden…and my heart was pounding in my chest. The bathroom's light seemed to intensify whatever…insanity I was feeling.
What if…
Something took hold of me, the addiction that had been building inside me all night, unfurled, stretching its wings and transforming into…desperation.
Uncontrollable desperation.
She wanted to pretend this was a one night thing, but I knew better. And I knew she knew it on some instinctual level too. She wanted to run, because she was scared.
I couldn't let her run.
So this uncontrollable desperation inside me...turned into something else.
There was one way I could keep her.
Trap her so to speak…
I was having an out of body experience.
That was the only way to describe what was happening as I reached back into the drawer, and pulled out the sewing kit I kept in there. I pulled out one of the needles, watching as it glinted ominously under the unforgiving light.
No turning back now.
Carefully, almost mechanically, I began to puncture the condom package with the needle. One hole, then two, and soon a pattern of tiny punctures formed.
The voice of reason in my head screamed at me to stop, but the obsession, the overwhelming need to possess her, drowned out those voices.
Walker.Kitabı okudu
My magick, buried and held to task, wails like an animal in a trap.
Shaking, I stare, breaking out in a chilled sweat. It’s been so long since I last held the knife, so long that I didn’t recognize it at first glance.
I want to watch fire rage in her warm, brown eyes, and more than anything, I want to know what or who she was fleeing that sent her right into my trap.
Not that I’m complaining. I would’ve found her eventually somehow, but if she has enemies above, I need to know about them.
So I can eradicate them for her, of course.
I want to trap her in that small nook between my heart and rib cage so that she’ll never find a way out.
the trap that awaits us all : the importance of being liked.
Sayfa 119Kitabı okudu
Unhappy people
They'd made choices early on because of the hygiene factors, not true motivators, and they couldn't find their way out of that trap.
Sayfa 36
Compensation is not a motivator, its a hygiene factor.
"Compensation is a death trap. The most you can hope for (as CEO) is to be able to post a list of every employee's name and salary on the bulletin board, and hear every employee say 'I sure wish i were paid more, but darn it, this list is just fair'
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If any one believes that he is working harder but is being paid less than another person, it would be like transpanting cancer into this company."
Sayfa 33
In your life, there are going to be constant demands for your time and attention. How are you going to decide which of those demands gets resources ? The trap many people fall into is to allocate their time to whoever screams loudest, and their talent to whatever offers them the fastest reward.
Sayfa 24
I'm glad we ended it the way we did. She'd saved me the expense of a divorce.
"Trapnest" means... a motherly nest that comes with a trap. Once you're in there, you can never get out. It's a typical name that a guy who's afraid of strong women would think up.
Shojo BeatKitabı okudu
The Identity Trap ....!!!
Instead of constantly chasing after the latest trends and modeling our desires on what others find exciting, we should spend our time getting to know our own tastes and desires better, so that we can distinguish what is something we truly need or want from that which has been manufactured by advertisers or viral effects.
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Sürekli olarak en son trendleri takip etmek ve arzularımızı başkalarının heyecan verici bulduğu şeylere göre modellemek yerine, zamanımızı kendi zevklerimizi ve arzularımızı daha iyi tanımaya harcamalıyız, böylece gerçekten ihtiyaç duyduğumuz veya istediğimiz şeyi daha önce sahip olduğumuzdan ayırt edebiliriz. reklamverenler veya viral etkiler tarafından üretilmiştir.
In all my years as a common laborer and bum, drink was the one thing that made me feel better. It got me out of the stale muck trap. The Greeks didn’t call wine “the Blood of the Gods” for no reason at all.
