And just like that, it came to me; I knew what I could do.
The spit flew from my mouth before he could even blink, let alone shield his face. He simply stood there, aghast as my saliva dripped down his cheek. I felt his grip on my wrists slacken for just a moment and took that as my cue to twist free of him.
But I was not fast enough.
Strong fingers dug into my arm, yanking me back and no doubt leaving bruises. I cringed when I found his face disturbingly close to mine. He was furious. When he spoke, each word was dripping with venom. “You’ll regret refusing my advances.”
How could I refuse him? His sweet smile, his cute receding hairline, the little dimple halfway hidden under his beard? He wanted to dance with me. I simply could not say no.
He was not a good dancer, no. But the passion was there as his body pivoted around mine, his fingers shaking as if they were not used to human contact. He was trying so very hard to make me comfortable, and he made me laugh without saying a single word. I asked him out for coffee the next morning. He said yes.
I refused to let go. Every particle in my body screamed for this heinous torture to be lifted. I only thought of him and how this is what he wanted me to do. What if I refused? I unclenched my fist clinging to the last threads of my old life, to him and tumbled into the icy black depths below. I tumbled and flipped not knowing. I hated that.
I refuse to give up or give in to the blackness as it tries to overtake me. I pull on the gravitational force with all of my might, the strain and strength is unbearable. I finally see the light and error of my ways as I frantically shed tears of anguish for my plight.
i refuse to let anything hold me back. you have to refuse to let anyone hold you back or anything. refuse to let into defeat. refuse to give in. refuse to be little. refuse to do anything other than what you want to do. refuse to refuse a refusion.
to do anything but what you love. do not let the present moment pass you. follow any inclination of a passion and never let it go. When we let go, we fail to exist.
I refuse to be lied to, hurt and broken. I refuse to play games with emotions. I refuse to break someones heart. I refuse to give up and waste my life. I refuse to be weak an d thoughtless. I want to be strong and remembered.
I refuse to keep speaking to you. I refuse to acknowledge your existence. I refuse to have my mind warped by your eyes, to let this stupidity get its hold of me. I’ve never let myself down before, and I refuse to start now. Refusing is the one thing I’m good at; I always have been.
A refusal can be a positive thing….or a negative thing. To refuse to do something self destructive or to refuse to do something that would be beneficial to yourself or others. How does one decide which refusal to choose?
i refuse to listen to my parents with their contract bullshit. i am not 12 years old, i am 21 years old. they need to start treating me like an adult. I refuse to be treated like a little grow again. I know i get on their nerves but i refuse to let my jobless make them treat me not like an adult
I refuse. I can’t do this anymore. It’s like my life is dominoes; I set it up so carefully and so perfectly that I think if I set one more up it’ll shatter, and then somebody knocks it over and the whole damn thing goes flying and somebody says “God, why are you such a wreck?” as if I wasn’t bending over backwards to keep everybody happy. I can’t do this. I can’t be perfect. There comes a time when the dominoes topple and you just don’t care enough to pick them back up.
You can’t refuse anything. It just comes. Nothing can ever be refused because it will always come back around and bite you. Accept everything that comes your way as it is. Be happy with what is given to you. Eventually, you’ll be given something you’ll be glad not to refuse.
Did you ever think about the rolling days?
The way they just melt away?
They fester in your heart like the draining heat
Then leave your mind in a painful heap.
I want to refuse that the summer ends
And watch the sunsets when the days end
Will fall bring it back, this wonderful feeling
of freedom and hope and this weightless feeling?
She was left in that big, white room, alone. She refused to move on, to let go the pain that had caused her so much anguish over those last four years. It was hers, dammit, and she wasn’t letting anyone take it from her. Who needed to be whole, anyway? We are our pain. She repeated this, over and over, while rocking slowly back and forth. Back and forth.
fuck you!
no i don not want to
get off of me
why are you doing this?
ouch
that hurts
mmhmsigha
awwwww shittttt
i will not let you cum inside me
why must you refuse my advances?
dad?
waht the fuck are you trying to do?
is this supposed to happen?
hide, seeking a form of refuge from a harsh situation. what happened? who has caused this? each story is completely different. a personal offense, trifled through on a harsh day. maybe it was raining outside.
I refuse to be constrained under the limits of a definition. I will hold true to who I am, rather than what I am told to be or what other’s expectations of me may be. I am an individual. I am undefinable. I refuse to be nothing less.
She shouted, throwing a plate a the door.
“You can’t make me. Don’t even try.”
He stood, a dark figure in the doorway.
“Just watch me, little girl. There’s no knowing where this could go.”
The smashed plates littered the floor with glittering shards.
i won’t do it. sometimes i think, what if i do? what if i give in? what if i let them get to me? let myself cave in, like a crumbling mountain. what if i lose myself and all i am just to please the world in all it’s superficiality. but i won’t. i can’t. never. i refuse.
to me the word refuse is a negative thing and it shows stubbornness and pessimistic which i sometimes worry that i am. I really hope that I am not like that and I would like to think that I am open to many activities and ideas.
I wont refuse anything life gives to me, cause is all free, and everythin happen for some reasson, and tech us lessons that never forgett and are productive in our life!!! Althoug, start thank for everything you have received in your llife……because, you dont have any idea, what other people suffer for having unless the minimum part that you have…….
I willnot never refuse the pain, or the suffer, or the tears life sometimes give it to me, cause is part of living…..is part of making me a better person, is part of growing and have maturity……so besides the sadness, be always smiling and helping the others!!!
I refuse to give up. Just like the donkey didn;t give up I will never give up because I will continue to take a step up with my life. refuse is a wrod refuse is a word that is not in my vocabbulary i do nt know wat else to say this is fuiller oh no i;m giving upp
I refuse to follow in the footsteps of others. I refuse to let my mom control my life. I refuse to live in this world alone. I refuse to let people control who I am and what kind of person I want to be. I refuse to be like everybody else.
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t… I don’t know,” I shook my head, eyes watering.
“Kat?”
“I can’t stay here. I need to go. I know you and Mak have everything ahead of you, but I need to say here. Ben needs me. I need him.”
“You can’t leave. I won’t let you.”
refuse is the word that people use when they dont want something or are perhaps too afraid to accept. it is the opposite of accept, and can be caused because of fear. it may be a polite gesture like when refusing something that someones offering but sometimes you just gotta accept it.
I refuse to give up. It doesn’t matter that my parents chose my sister and brother over me, I can make it alone in this world. Plenty of people love and cherish me, and I can stand on my own two feet. As soon as I am old enough to leave, that is what I will do. I can go to Europ or Asia with the person I love, and I can cherish all of my time there because I know that living here is essentially hell on earth. You don’t realize this of course, but naturally I don’t expect you to. It’s time to go.
for the passed 3 months I have been struggling, struggling to accept, to change, and to let go. it got better the last two weeks, better than I imagined it could get. and now it’s resurfacing worse than it was 2 weeks ago. i refuse to let this stay inside my head and pick apart my brain and infect the progress that’s been made between us.
I just couldn’t. My head filled with useless excuses as to why I had to refuse. It was the job I’d always hoped for, but also hoped I wouldn’t have to chose. I’d first dreamed about working with the president when I was 14, but I had a family now.
I won’t do it. You can’t make me. I refuse to do it. I have my standards, and I am better than that. It’s hard to say not, but I have to. Your demands are unreasonable, and I won’t do it. Period.
I won’t do it. You seem to think that somehow you can push me around, but I’m stronger than that now. I won’t give in to your infantile needs anymore, find someone else to take your anger out on. Leave me be. I’ve outgrown you. I refuse to be your victim anymore.
I refuse.
I will not be pulled down to this level.
You will rule me no more.
Pulling, I am pulling away,
starting a new life, free.
No more shall I put up with you
I refuse.
I refuse.
I refuse.
I refused to go. I am NOT going to move! Why do my parents think that just because I live with them I want to move everywhere with them?! I’ve got friends here, and I know who I am here, but where else will that be true?
Whoa! I never meant to brag, but I got him where I want him now
But God does it feel so good, cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would, cause god it just feels so
And just like that, it came to me; I knew what I could do.
The spit flew from my mouth before he could even blink, let alone shield his face. He simply stood there, aghast as my saliva dripped down his cheek. I felt his grip on my wrists slacken for just a moment and took that as my cue to twist free of him.
But I was not fast enough.
Strong fingers dug into my arm, yanking me back and no doubt leaving bruises. I cringed when I found his face disturbingly close to mine. He was furious. When he spoke, each word was dripping with venom. “You’ll regret refusing my advances.”
How could I refuse him? His sweet smile, his cute receding hairline, the little dimple halfway hidden under his beard? He wanted to dance with me. I simply could not say no.
He was not a good dancer, no. But the passion was there as his body pivoted around mine, his fingers shaking as if they were not used to human contact. He was trying so very hard to make me comfortable, and he made me laugh without saying a single word. I asked him out for coffee the next morning. He said yes.
I refuse to ever put a razor to my skin again. Hurting myself solves nothing and ruins everything.
I refused to let go. Every particle in my body screamed for this heinous torture to be lifted. I only thought of him and how this is what he wanted me to do. What if I refused? I unclenched my fist clinging to the last threads of my old life, to him and tumbled into the icy black depths below. I tumbled and flipped not knowing. I hated that.
I refuse to give up or give in to the blackness as it tries to overtake me. I pull on the gravitational force with all of my might, the strain and strength is unbearable. I finally see the light and error of my ways as I frantically shed tears of anguish for my plight.
i refuse to let anything hold me back. you have to refuse to let anyone hold you back or anything. refuse to let into defeat. refuse to give in. refuse to be little. refuse to do anything other than what you want to do. refuse to refuse a refusion.
to do anything but what you love. do not let the present moment pass you. follow any inclination of a passion and never let it go. When we let go, we fail to exist.
I refuse to be lied to, hurt and broken. I refuse to play games with emotions. I refuse to break someones heart. I refuse to give up and waste my life. I refuse to be weak an d thoughtless. I want to be strong and remembered.
I refuse to keep speaking to you. I refuse to acknowledge your existence. I refuse to have my mind warped by your eyes, to let this stupidity get its hold of me. I’ve never let myself down before, and I refuse to start now. Refusing is the one thing I’m good at; I always have been.
A refusal can be a positive thing….or a negative thing. To refuse to do something self destructive or to refuse to do something that would be beneficial to yourself or others. How does one decide which refusal to choose?
i refuse to listen to my parents with their contract bullshit. i am not 12 years old, i am 21 years old. they need to start treating me like an adult. I refuse to be treated like a little grow again. I know i get on their nerves but i refuse to let my jobless make them treat me not like an adult
I refuse to accept it. I will not listen to him, I will not think about him, I will NOT.
How can one person leave such an impact on me? Staring into the water below I ponder the probability of it.
Why can’t I just forget it all?
I refuse to conform to what society thinks I should be. I am a healthy girl and I have no qualms about using my body the way I see……..
I refuse. I can’t do this anymore. It’s like my life is dominoes; I set it up so carefully and so perfectly that I think if I set one more up it’ll shatter, and then somebody knocks it over and the whole damn thing goes flying and somebody says “God, why are you such a wreck?” as if I wasn’t bending over backwards to keep everybody happy. I can’t do this. I can’t be perfect. There comes a time when the dominoes topple and you just don’t care enough to pick them back up.
You can’t refuse anything. It just comes. Nothing can ever be refused because it will always come back around and bite you. Accept everything that comes your way as it is. Be happy with what is given to you. Eventually, you’ll be given something you’ll be glad not to refuse.
Did you ever think about the rolling days?
The way they just melt away?
They fester in your heart like the draining heat
Then leave your mind in a painful heap.
I want to refuse that the summer ends
And watch the sunsets when the days end
Will fall bring it back, this wonderful feeling
of freedom and hope and this weightless feeling?
She was left in that big, white room, alone. She refused to move on, to let go the pain that had caused her so much anguish over those last four years. It was hers, dammit, and she wasn’t letting anyone take it from her. Who needed to be whole, anyway? We are our pain. She repeated this, over and over, while rocking slowly back and forth. Back and forth.
fuck you!
no i don not want to
get off of me
why are you doing this?
ouch
that hurts
mmhmsigha
awwwww shittttt
i will not let you cum inside me
why must you refuse my advances?
dad?
waht the fuck are you trying to do?
is this supposed to happen?
“Go” He says
“Love them” He says
“Hear me” He says
and all the time I refuse God’s will
hide, seeking a form of refuge from a harsh situation. what happened? who has caused this? each story is completely different. a personal offense, trifled through on a harsh day. maybe it was raining outside.
I refuse to be constrained under the limits of a definition. I will hold true to who I am, rather than what I am told to be or what other’s expectations of me may be. I am an individual. I am undefinable. I refuse to be nothing less.
She shouted, throwing a plate a the door.
“You can’t make me. Don’t even try.”
He stood, a dark figure in the doorway.
“Just watch me, little girl. There’s no knowing where this could go.”
The smashed plates littered the floor with glittering shards.
i won’t do it. sometimes i think, what if i do? what if i give in? what if i let them get to me? let myself cave in, like a crumbling mountain. what if i lose myself and all i am just to please the world in all it’s superficiality. but i won’t. i can’t. never. i refuse.
to me the word refuse is a negative thing and it shows stubbornness and pessimistic which i sometimes worry that i am. I really hope that I am not like that and I would like to think that I am open to many activities and ideas.
I wont refuse anything life gives to me, cause is all free, and everythin happen for some reasson, and tech us lessons that never forgett and are productive in our life!!! Althoug, start thank for everything you have received in your llife……because, you dont have any idea, what other people suffer for having unless the minimum part that you have…….
I willnot never refuse the pain, or the suffer, or the tears life sometimes give it to me, cause is part of living…..is part of making me a better person, is part of growing and have maturity……so besides the sadness, be always smiling and helping the others!!!
I refuse to give up. Just like the donkey didn;t give up I will never give up because I will continue to take a step up with my life. refuse is a wrod refuse is a word that is not in my vocabbulary i do nt know wat else to say this is fuiller oh no i;m giving upp
I refuse to follow in the footsteps of others. I refuse to let my mom control my life. I refuse to live in this world alone. I refuse to let people control who I am and what kind of person I want to be. I refuse to be like everybody else.
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t… I don’t know,” I shook my head, eyes watering.
“Kat?”
“I can’t stay here. I need to go. I know you and Mak have everything ahead of you, but I need to say here. Ben needs me. I need him.”
“You can’t leave. I won’t let you.”
refuse is the word that people use when they dont want something or are perhaps too afraid to accept. it is the opposite of accept, and can be caused because of fear. it may be a polite gesture like when refusing something that someones offering but sometimes you just gotta accept it.
I refuse to give up. It doesn’t matter that my parents chose my sister and brother over me, I can make it alone in this world. Plenty of people love and cherish me, and I can stand on my own two feet. As soon as I am old enough to leave, that is what I will do. I can go to Europ or Asia with the person I love, and I can cherish all of my time there because I know that living here is essentially hell on earth. You don’t realize this of course, but naturally I don’t expect you to. It’s time to go.
for the passed 3 months I have been struggling, struggling to accept, to change, and to let go. it got better the last two weeks, better than I imagined it could get. and now it’s resurfacing worse than it was 2 weeks ago. i refuse to let this stay inside my head and pick apart my brain and infect the progress that’s been made between us.
I just couldn’t. My head filled with useless excuses as to why I had to refuse. It was the job I’d always hoped for, but also hoped I wouldn’t have to chose. I’d first dreamed about working with the president when I was 14, but I had a family now.
I won’t do it. You can’t make me. I refuse to do it. I have my standards, and I am better than that. It’s hard to say not, but I have to. Your demands are unreasonable, and I won’t do it. Period.
You think there is no way I would refuse you.
You think I am at your beck and call.
well forget about it.Inhave grown up
refuse, or re-fuse?? one is to be kind of defiant, while the other could be about adding another fuse to a candle or somethin’
well, who am i to say?
It is not just “not wanting”, it is absolutely not standing the what ever it is but it is a very polite way of doing it.
I won’t do it. You seem to think that somehow you can push me around, but I’m stronger than that now. I won’t give in to your infantile needs anymore, find someone else to take your anger out on. Leave me be. I’ve outgrown you. I refuse to be your victim anymore.
I refuse.
I will not be pulled down to this level.
You will rule me no more.
Pulling, I am pulling away,
starting a new life, free.
No more shall I put up with you
I refuse.
I refuse.
I refuse.
I refused to go. I am NOT going to move! Why do my parents think that just because I live with them I want to move everywhere with them?! I’ve got friends here, and I know who I am here, but where else will that be true?
I refuse , I refuse , I refuse
Whoa! I never meant to brag, but I got him where I want him now
But God does it feel so good, cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would, cause god it just feels so
Feels so good.