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Not the fairy character from Disney channel. My neighbor’s cat. It’s mean, squinty, aggressive, violent, non-friendly, ugly… Doesn’t sound nice, does it? I want Tinkerbell to burn, fall off a cliff, die, drown, get poisoned, get shot, get strangled, suffocate, choke, die of hunger, any of these things. Just let that demonic cat DIE.
This chick has alopecia. shes like 20. her mom makes her turn it into some huge issue when any opportunity presents itself. For those of you who dont know, alopecia means you dont grow hair. It isnt life threatening or harmful in any way, yet her mom nags everyone for spots, causes, fundraisers, speaking at events….. of course all on the platform of anti-bullying… anyways, she tries to get vicarious fame through her daughter and its just a sad pathetic cause.
“I won’t leave you”. He said as he hung up the phone; she was sad so she’d called him two minutes ago. “I’ll never hurt you”. He said as his thoughtful reply to her short list of grievances, wondering why. “I’m always here for you”. He texted her, she was sad and needed to talk; he was busy relaxing so no time to call.
“What’s up? :)” she texted at seven oh eight.
“nothing”, his answer, ten minutes later.
So for the most part I love my friends but I can’t stand how if it doesn’t resolve around them it isn’t worth talking about. Ummmm no! You don’t actually have to hang out with me you dumb cunts! Like stop being assholes and fucking tell me you don’t want me around or you don’t want to hang out. Like no it’s not some big ass deal to me, I’m not going to stop being your friend and I’m not going to stop talking to you. I’d rather you be real with me and we’ll figure it out from there.
I really want to get into Yale. But I’m not smart or qualified enough and think i’m not going to get in. God please help me and answer my prayers. I’m shifting from happy and sad and idk what else is ging on i’v enever felt like this in my life god please please please eisho
I am tired. So tired of life. My destiny is not in my hands. I’m a disappointment. But I don’t care. How can someone go though life not caring? I wish I could care. I wish I wasn’t so numb. There are tears on my screen. Tears on my cheeks. I am so tired. I want to be done. I am so tired of life.
You’re always talking shit about how people should “tag others in a status when they make it about them”.. && then when all that shit went down on twitter.. you said it was stupid of that person to post tweets about me without me knowing.. YET, you KNOW I dont have a twitter anymore.. && you go && post a tweet about me? Yeah, thats real mature. Maybe you should take advice from yourself at one point && not be a pussy. GAHHH.
My friend is like the definition of a close minded, lackey, hater. She bashes anyone and anything but if someone else likes oohhhh its suddenly her most favorite thing or person. She tries so hard to be on someones good side and when they cant take her thirst for friends its there fault. Like come on honey get over yourself cause you just look like a unnecessarily stuck-up dumbass.
Sometimes I just need to get this built up frustration off my chest… Talking to people around me never seems to work because either they don’t care about what I’m saying, or they argue with my feelings. I’m glad for a website like this! Two thumbs up!
There are certain things that I will never say to you. I know that you are depressed and even though I can’t understand it, I will never say or do anything that might jeopardize your mental health. I will never tell you how much you hurt me. And maybe you don’t even remember, but after that fight I sent you a message saying that I wouldn’t see you again until you stopped drinking. And I didn’t see you for four years. I was thirteen years old, and you chose the bottle over me, for four years.
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Soooo I’ve been hurt. Alot. I lost my virginity to a guy who seemed like he cared but ended up being a jerk and just wanted sex. Figures. No guys want a seriously relationship. I’m not a whore. I don’t just “put myself out there”, I guess you can say I’m a starved fish that go for the hook with the worm on it, cause it looks good and appealing….if that makes sense….then I thought i found a guy that wanted a serious relationship…he talked to his parents about me, he told me I was the kinda girl
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Made a comment while me and my mom were fighting about how maybe i should just go jump a bridge. stupid thing to say. her response “well that would be your decision and i wouldn’t be upset”
I hate dumb Koreans. I hate how racist they are towards me. Like today, I went to buy a stuffed animal and the lady said I was Chinese because I bought a panda when I’m not. Also, 80 percent of them have plastic surgery, so they’re fake. And the make up and over done hair dye? Fuck. I hate Korean food. I had a Korean roommate and had to deal with her eating Kimchi, which smells like shit. I mean even Durian smells cleaner, fresher, and tastes better. Koreans are like the scum of the Asian
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Aaarrrrgggggg!!!!!!! I’m just so sick and tired of my life. I’m sick of being alone, I’m sick of working all the hours I can and still being in debt up to my eyeballs!!! All my friends are settling down getting married having baby’s sorting their lives out.
I just can’t seam to do this, how do you grow up?? Is there a manual that no-one told me about??
I know this is pathetic people have far bigger problems but I just feel defective! I’m 26 and still a kid treading water it’s tragic
Okay, I’m OCD and when I organize things. I FUCKING KNOW THAT WHEN I MOVE SOMEONE ELSES STUFF, THEY’RE NOT GOING TO FUCKING KNOW WHERE IT IS UNLESS THEY SEE ME ACTIVELY ORGANIZING. So I accept the fact that they’re going to ask me later “where did you move the dishes?” “Where are these files?” “Where is my dild-”. Yeah, this is going to happen, so I deal with it. BECAUSE I DO IT TO MYSELF.
WHEN I ASK YOU WHERE SOMETHINGS IS. YOU FUCKING BLOW UP AT ME. YELL AT ME FIRST. TELL ME I DON’T KNOW
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