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Ugh, how can something that's been sitting out for this long still be considered edible?
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Ugh, get it off me, get it away from me, what even is this stuff?
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disgust
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The thought of eating that congealed leftover pizza from the break room fridge made my stomach do a queasy flip.
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disgust
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A sour taste spreads through my mouth like a stain, as if the very thought itself is curdling on my tongue.
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disgust
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It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of rotting fish guts all over my insides and was stirring it around with a rusty spoon.
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disgust
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The slimy green stuff oozing out of the broken garbage can on our sidewalk made my tummy turn flips and my face scrunched up like a squeezed lemon.
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A film of oily grime seemed to coat her skin as she watched the politician's smile stretch across his face, his words dripping with a sincerity that felt like a bad taste.
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As I watched the monarch butterfly emerge from its cocoon, I felt a shudder of revulsion at the way its delicate wings were still sticky with the residue of its own transformation.
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Disgust crept in like a shelf of tattered grand pianos suddenly shoveled into a tiny antiques shop, cluttering every inch with discordant notes of revulsion.
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As she scrubbed the last remnants of last night's dinner from the petrified plates, a chunk of congealed lasagna slid off the edge and landed on her foot, its oily residue seeping into the cracks of her skin like a chill.
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The smell of rotting garbage wafting from the dumpster behind the restaurant made my stomach turn and my face scrunch up in distaste.
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disgust
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The stale air clung to me like a damp sock that's been balled up in a gym bag for weeks.
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disgust
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I was making breakfast this morning and I saw a cockroach crawling across the counter, and honestly, it completely turned my stomach.
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As I peeled back the trash can lid, a noxious cloud of fermented garbage wafted up, making my stomach churn with a queasy dread that seemed to crawl up the back of my throat.
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disgust
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The putrid aroma wafting from the dumpster was like a damp, grey sponge that had been soaked in the bitter tears of a forgotten melody.
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As the symphony of delicacies on her plate warred with the stench wafting from the garbage truck outside, she found herself clinging to the sweet memory of a ripe strawberry on a warm summer day.
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I felt a wave of revulsion wash over me as I stepped into the abandoned apartment and was hit with the overwhelming stench of rotting trash and stale cigarette smoke that seemed to cling to every surface like a bad habit.
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The queasiness is spreading through me like a slow-moving smudge of charcoal, leaving every cell in its path a dull, tarnished gray.
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As I floated through the zero-gravity bathroom of the space station, I was revolted by the glob of used toothpaste that had detached itself from the brush and now pulsed like a parasite against the humidity-stained wall.
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disgust
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Disgust crept over me like a slow-moving fog that seeps into the intricate mechanisms of a grandfather clock, rusting the delicate gears and silencing the melodic tick-tock of my appetite.
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The sweet, tender kiss they had shared just hours before now seemed as tainted as the stench of rotting flowers.
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The slimy green broccoli on my plate looked like a tiny, mushy monster that had crawled out of the swampy garden in our backyard and was now staring up at me with its beady little buds.
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The slimy green leftovers in the fridge looked like they were growing tiny hairs and made my stomach feel like it was filled with squirming worms.
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The room was suffocating under a thick crust of stagnant air, like a pond whose waters had stagnated to reveal a floor of rotting lily pads, their slimy tendrils clinging to everything they touched.
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Disgust was like a wrong note played on an old piano, jarring and sudden, but instead of fading away it just got stuck, repeating itself over and over until you couldn't think about anything else.
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As she lifted the soggy pizza slice to her lips, the congealed cheese strings seemed to squirm like a nest of miniature snakes, their beady eyes glinting with malevolent intent in the fluorescent light of the diner.
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disgust
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As the thrill of discovery gave way to the grim reality of the rotting carcass, Amelia's wide-eyed fascination curdled into a acidic revulsion that churned her stomach.
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A queasy tug in the pit of my stomach slowly unfurled like a tight coil of rope, crawling up my throat to leave a metallic taste on the back of my tongue and a cold sheen of sweat on my skin.
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disgust
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As the sensation of disgust seeped into her pores, it felt like a thousand tiny spiders in her stomach were simultaneously unraveling threads of silk, leaving a sticky residue that clung to the lining of her gut and churned her insides into a toxic broth.
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As her fascination with the eccentric artist gave way to revulsion, his wild eyes and unkempt beard transformed from a testament to his creative genius into a window to a disturbed mind.
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As the saccharine sweetness of her words began to curdle on my tongue, the fondness I'd felt for her just moments before curdled into a sickly revulsion that made my skin crawl.
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The vile stench of decay clung to her like a wet shroud, its tendrils of rot crawling up her nostrils like bloated leeches feeding on the very air she breathed.
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This abandoned house is literally the exact opposite of the beautiful home I grew up in, it's disgusting.
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Ugh, the state of the kitchen was disgusting, especially after we'd just spent the whole morning cleaning it to perfection.
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Her face contorted into a twisted grimace, lips curling inward as if to physically expel the revulsion that had risen up from the depths of her stomach.
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As the sticky film of last night's Chinese takeout congealed on my fingers, I couldn't shake the feeling that my own skin was somehow betraying me.
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disgust
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As she flipped on the kitchen light, she recoiled at the discovery of last night's Chinese takeout splattered across the countertops like a congealed crime scene.
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As the foul sensation coursed through her veins, her face scrunched into a wrinkled map of distaste, the corners of her mouth sagging like a weary flag, while her hands reflexively sprang up to shield her senses, as if protecting her body from the offense that threatened to contaminate it.
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A sour taste spreads through my mouth like spilled milk, curdling everything it touches as I'm forced to confront the festering truth that's been lurking just beneath the surface.
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Ugh, don't even get me started on the state of that bathroom after the party, it was gross!
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She let the partially eaten slice of pizza drop from her hand, the congealed cheese stretching out like a cold, oily tentacle as it hit the greasy floor.
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The smell of mold on the abandoned bread in the pantry was somehow even more nauseating to me now that I'd finally worked up the courage to open the door.
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disgust
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The warm aroma of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air, a stark contrast to the revolting mixture of spoiled milk and last night's Chinese takeout that congealed in the trash can.
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The putrid stench of rotting fruit wafted up, making her stomach churn as she gazed upon the slimy, green-tinged mess that had once been a vibrant salad, the sound of buzzing flies and faint squelching with each movement echoing through the air, while the tacky film of decay left a bitter taste on her tongue and the mere thought of touching the mush made her skin crawl.
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The memory of his deceitful words clung to her like a film of stagnated oil on a forgotten casserole, its surface scummed with the residue of trust gone rancid.
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As her infatuation slowly curdled, like a dollop of cream left too long in the summer sun, its sweetness and lightness transformed into a rancid tang that soured her entire mouth and turned her stomach.
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The gentle petals of the cherry blossom fell onto the trash-strewn sidewalk, their delicate beauty suffocated by the reeking dumpster that had vomited its rotting contents onto the once-pristine concrete.
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The stench was a living thing that crawled up my throat and made my skin feel like it was going to slough off.
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Her revulsion was a cold, greasy film that clung to her skin like oil slicks on stagnant water, refusing to be washed away by even the strongest tides of her rational mind.
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disgust
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The stench wafting from the dumpster was a living entity, a fetid sorceress that wrapped its noxious tentacles around my face and throttled my senses with the decaying memories of a thousand forgotten meals.
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disgust
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As the elevator lurched to a stop, the stench of last night's Chinese takeout wafted up from the forgotten container on the floor, its congealed noodles glistening like a fossilized snake that had been dead for centuries.
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disgust
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The revulsion crept over her like a layer of greasy mold, seeping into her pores and suffocating her with its noxious, inescapable presence.
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disgust
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The smell of last night's Chinese takeout wafted from the dumpster, a noxious cloud of congealed grease and stale soy sauce that clung to my skin like a bad omen.
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The air was heavy with the stench of rotting fruit, its sweet decay clinging to her skin like a damp shroud that refused to be shaken.
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A sour heaviness collects in the pit of her stomach, as if the very foundations of her digestion have grown too lethargic to process the emotions that have taken up residence, making her skin prickle with a clammy chill that seeps upward from her gut.
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disgust
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As I watched the gelatinous cube of leftover lasagna quiver on the cafeteria floor, its congealed sauce resembled a poisonous gland that had burst from the flesh of a sickened beast.
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disgust
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As I gazed into the dumpster's dimly lit maw, a scrunched up abandoned glove protruded from beneath a hillock of trash, its sheen-flecked fingers curled like a tantalizing reminder of someone's near-forgotten – but never distant – bad intentions.
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I was standing in the flooded basement, water ankle-deep, and the mold was everywhere, this slimy green stuff crawling up the walls like it was alive, and the air was thick with the stench of mildew and rotting wood pulp, and when I touched this soggy pile of old books, it squished under my fingers like a cold, wet sponge, and I could taste the bitterness of decay in the back of my throat.
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A sourness seeps into my chest as I stare at the fetid remains of last week's leftovers, their congealed texture seeming to infect the entire kitchen with its putrid presence.
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My gut just dropped and I can feel this heavy, queasy sensation spreading through my stomach like a cold dread that's making my skin crawl.
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Disgust settled in her stomach like a splatter of cold, congealed honey, its sweetness curdled and sticky, refusing to be scrubbed away.
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As she lifted the trash can lid, a noxious cloud of rotting food scraps and stale cigarettes enveloped her face, making her stomach twist into a queasy knot.
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The chunky green broccoli on my plate looked like a squished-up frog's leg, making my face scrunch up in distaste and my tongue feel all wiggly with yuck.
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Her face contorted in revulsion, she recoiled from the fetid smell, her eyes narrowing and her upper lip curling back from her teeth as if to physically expel the offending sensation.
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disgust
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The stench of last night's Chinese takeout still clings to my skin like a bad habit.
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disgust
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The rancid air clung to her skin like a damp shroud, heavy with the stench of rotting garbage and burnt food that seemed to sear itself into her nostrils like a branding iron.
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The smell of stale cigarettes clinging to his jacket made my stomach turn, like a cold dread spreading up from the soles of my feet.
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Disgust was a slow-moving fog that seeped into the crevices of her soul, like a dropped ice cube dissolving into a warm cup of tea, quietly spreading its chill and staining everything it touched.
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disgust
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As she gazed upon the putrid dumpster, the fluorescent green mold seemed to writhe like a living entity, its fetid stench wafting up to mingle with the cacophony of screeching flies, the rough texture of decaying food scraps scratching against her skin as she brushed against the dumpster's rim, and the metallic tang of rot coating her tongue like a bad omen.
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disgust
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As the foul odor wafted up, her face contorted like a squeezed lemon, and she recoiled with a sudden stiffness, her hands instinctively flying to her nose as if to trap the offending scent outside her body.
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As she gazed upon the rancid dumpster behind the restaurant, its noxious stench and oozing grime stood in stark relief to the wedding proposal she had just witnessed on the rooftop garden above, where soft music and champagne toasts had filled the air with laughter and romance.
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The smell of rotting fish wafting from the dumpster behind the seafood market made my stomach turn with a queasy intensity that lingered long after I'd turned away.
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As the tangled strands of congealed grease formed a glistening web on the rim of the abandoned cup, a sickly warmth crept up the back of the throat, threatening to choke the air from the lungs.
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Disgust crawled under my skin like a wet spider, its legs tangling around my heart with an unshakeable, suffocating grip.
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Her face contorted into a grimace, lips curled downward and nostrils flared, as she recoiled from the fetid smell, her hands instinctively flying up to shield her nose and mouth.
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Ugh, the trash can in the kitchen is literally overflowing with moldy leftovers and I'm pretty sure I just saw a fly buzzing around in there.
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As the fetid droplet of sewage water landed on the edge of her lip, its oily sheen reflecting the fluorescent light overhead, a shudder began in the base of her throat, rising like a physical force that would soon contort her entire face.
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As I pried open the clogged drain, a noxious tide of stagnant water and gray hair cascaded out, releasing a fetid stench that clung to my skin like a damp shroud.
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The acidic tang of regurgitated coffee scalded the back of her throat as she gazed upon the congealed, oil-slick puddle on the floor, its dull sheen seeming to writhe like a living thing, releasing a noxious cloud of decay that assaulted her nostrils and made her skin crawl with its damp, greasy film.
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The beauty of the sunset was sickeningly juxtaposed with the polluted river below, its tranquil hues reflected in the oily film that clung to the water's surface like a grotesque parody of serenity.
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A subtle twitch in the nose, a faint recoil of the lip, and a soured flash in the eyes marks the precise instant when revulsion's icy thread begins to weave its way through the warm fabric of curiosity.
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As she watched the man scrape the caked-on food from his plate with a dirty fingernail, her stomach churned in protest, like a slow-swirling whirlpool of warm bilge water.
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As she lifted the soggy pizza from the college dorm floor, a maggot squirmed out from beneath a congealed glob of cheese, its translucent body glinting in the fluorescent light like a tiny, writhing permafrost oasis.
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The funk of his socks had congealed into a living entity, a festering creature that slithered across the floor, leaving a trail of oily despair in its wake.
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Her face, once radiant with warm hospitality, now twisted into a grotesque grimace, as if the sweet smile that usually welcomed guests had been replaced by a snarling snout.
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Disgust crawled over her skin like a dormant seed bursting into bloom, its petals unfolding with a slow, uncontainable violence that left her breathless.
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The pristine garden, once a tranquil oasis filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, was now a festering wound overrun with weeds and garbage, its beauty suffocated by the stench of rot and decay.
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Her revulsion was a spoiled fish left to rot in the summer sun, its oily stench clinging to everything it touched.
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The smell of stale sweat and burnt food wafted out of his apartment like a toxic cloud, making my stomach churn with every step closer to the door.
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The slimy green chunk of mold on the leftover pizza stared at me like a gross monster, making my face scrunch up and my tummy do flips with a yucky feeling.
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That decaying dumpster in the alley behind the restaurant is an absolute petri dish of mold and maggots that makes my stomach churn just thinking about it.
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The smell of stale sweat and mildew wafting from the abandoned gym bag on my floor was so pungent it made my stomach roil with the same queasy dread I get from watching a nature documentary about parasites.
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The way she devoured the pizza was like a tornado ripping through a cornfield, leaving a trail of mangled crust and ravaged toppings that seemed to writhe in agony on the plate.
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The thought of that dirty gas station bathroom is making me sick, I mean, I've seen cleaner floors in my grandma's garage.
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A queasy ache swirled through her stomach like a stirred swamp, radiating outward in cold, clammy waves that prickled the skin on her arms and left a metallic taste clinging to the roof of her mouth.
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Her serene smile at the charity gala faltered as she watched a suit-clad donor rip apart a chicken wing with reckless abandon, his refined etiquette shattering like the brittle meat under his sauce-stained fingers.
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When my brother sneezed his spaghetti all over the table, I felt a yucky squirm in my tummy and my face scrunched up like a crumpled piece of paper.
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She spat out the rancid milk, its curdled wisps clinging to her tongue like a cold, sour shroud.
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My mom's tomato soup had been left out for so long that it grew a slimy green skin, and when I accidentally knocked it off the counter, it landed on my favorite shoes with a plop that made my stomach flip over like a dead fish.
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The spoiled milk had curdled into a nauseating grey gel that clung to the sides of the carton like a stubborn scab.
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Emotion Dataset (100k)
This dataset contains 100,000 sentences labeled with emotions, generated for emotion classification tasks.
Dataset Structure
sentence,emotion
"Example sentence here...",joy
Usage
from datasets import load_dataset
dataset = load_dataset("shreyaspulle98/emotion_dataset_100k")
License
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