Most Condemned Posts
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I really really want to use Tumblr now, but can’t. That’s not just what I’m ticked off about. I’m ticked off about many things, like school, people, my beliefs, whatever. I really wish that things aren’t the way that they are. I want to undo many mistakes I made in the past, but I know that I can’t, so I have to live on with them, and that itself is really painful. It’s all very messed up so far. Why?! WHY?!?!?!?!?!
yup still stunned disbelief.
crazy fucking life…..yup.
freaky really andddd as always….all my fault. FUCK. seriously i am going to spend my day SHOWING them it’s alll a crock o shit…..documented anddd seriously i am considering running away from home. tired of being the target for everything that goes wrong in everybody elses life. crazy fucking shit. really i disappear from the scene and it realllly goes crazy. seens like peeps just make it up as they go. weirdness. tired of that shit……yup.
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things i dew not enjoy, having the top of my head blown off comes to mind. electric that cracks so loud u can hear it and a finger tip that is numb for an hour. gezzzzzzzz
the world is very confusing to me so i just dont spend alot of time on it. drawingmy lines and moving forward. certainly i love and adore those round me but sometime ya just have to have bounderies. mine lay somewhere between easest and NO OTHER OPTIONS.
visuals. ya know we all sing media and input is effecting the
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I love the man, but not his cat. Ever since it peed on my first complete manga series and chewed on my pokemon cards, I hated it. Did I mention that I am also allergic? I have my own room where I store most my stuff. I feel like I’m shut off to the rest of the apartment. My only belongings are shelvings for my aquarium, bamboo, and nice dishes. Today, it knocked over my aquarium and ate my bamboo (hope it get constipated). My fiance gets mad because I always complain about the “same stuff”.
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In laws, creating gaping homes in relationships that will never be mended, one birthday, holiday, graduation, insert other big event here at a time. Seriously my family is far from perfect, but dammit they sure do try to make even the newest of the new family members to feel welcome. All I can do is pray for these uneducated rude ass people. The same ones who bad mouth a 3 year old for acting like a 3 year old. Unbelievable.
both used and old ewwwww. sutle like the bricks i found. sometimes i miss having a camera, very cool, look like finishing bricks from the 50’s. nice.
anddd really the condom is wasted on moi. anddd not that i aint the cheerleader for protect yourself at all times butttt should i had returned to the world of mates ummmm i wouldnt need one as i will KNOW where that dicks been FIRST. complete medical records and criminal record and personal wittness statements.
and wtf am i suppose to dew with
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My “friends” planned a Disneyland trip recently and they occasionally openly talked about it in front of me. But they never officially invited me or in fact, even expressed concern for my absence.
I know ranting wont change anything, actions change things… but I have to rant. my teeth still hurt, 800 dollars for this!! I really hope my teeth feel better soon. I might have to pay for my entire AA degree myself. which means that is 5-6 grand I will have to put into school instead of a cow payment on a house. or to pay for my teeth fillings. sigh. and now I am so mad at myself for having this job I hate but being lazy and not looki g for another job, just because I am in school. also I
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years of internalized stress abuse and uncaring bubble out. saddly i have no one to really share with. telling people usually frees u from what haunts u. buttt really most of this shit is old news and everybody knows. :(. just part of process of moving on i gues. hope it’s over soon.
You are not Mexican. You are not Cajun. You are definitely not Indian. You are not anything but FAT. Being fat does not make you a part of any interesting ethnic group. If you think Cinco de Mayo is called Sincko del Myo or that Dia de Los Muertos is called Dias de la Muertes, you do not get to call yourself Mexican. As a Mexican, I’m appealed that you’d consider yourself one of us.
It’s strikes me odd that, hundreds of people are injured and killed on a daily basis by alcohol related incidents, yet no one is calling for a ban on it? Why not ban high capacity beer carriers , and limit the capacity to 6 or less-who would NEED 24 beers at one time? Maybe we also need a background checks on alcohol purchases since there are many repeat offenders, and we could block folks with a DD conviction from buying alcohol? We could also require alcohol consumers to verify proper storage
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I used to be in love with my husband but I’m not so sure any more. He never asks me for my opinion on anything and then when he does something stupid, it’s up to me to clean up whatever mess he made. I feel so unappreciated by him sometimes. He always wants something like food, sex, or for me to walk upstairs to our bedroom to grab something because he’s too lazy to do it himself. If I ask him for something he “forgets” or complains about having to do it.
I know he’s a man but he drives me
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i didnt dew nothing. it was those guys sheesh.
really people who have the need to fight non stop have no place in my life. i fight with evidence and with words. and really peeps have to pick it cause really i am the title of what if they threw a war and nobody showed up. shrug. purpose i suppose i need a purpose. legal gives me one and if crazy wasnt dancing like freaks all around me i would bee on it.
free groceries naaaa cash…in advance. lmaolmaolmaol. and i am really really tired of this
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I wish before I die I knew what it was like to love and be loved by someone. I always wanted someone who was kind and giving.
I can’t stand people who get pissed if you happen to touch their car. You expose this thing to the wind and the rain, the risk of rocks and dirt from the road dirtying and/or scratching the hell out of it, bugs splattering on it, and birds crapping on it, and yet me absently placing my hand on the hood while we’re chatting is what’s going to ruin your paint job? Get a fucking life.
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