Most Condemned Posts
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I thought the point of being in a relationship was to be their for one another (romantically and otherwise) but it seems like the only time he wants to be my s/o is when he posts “romantic” things to Facebook about how much he loves me even when he hasn’t talked to me or gone on a date with me for over a month. To top it all off, because of the Facebook posts my family won’t leave me alone about trying to talk to him (every time I try he comes up with a new excuse i.e. this was last weeks
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If you don’t know how to help other people or you always fail at helping other people, then you’re a bastard or a bitch. Good people can help other people when asked. Bastards and bitches can’t. I know a bastard and a bitch and whenever they try to help they fail. When I get asked to help I almost always succeed at helping. I am a good person. Bastards and bitches are usually spoiled, self-centered people.
The problem with spoiled, self-centered people is they think they’re good people and
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Why do people complain about burn marks on food? You need some type of fire or heat to cook something. Like what the hell else are you supposed to use? Its normal. What even will a burnt mark do? Like it wont taste too different or any different at all.
My mom just had quadruple bypass surgery and I honestly, with everything in me, wish she would have died during the procedure. Everything went fine except that she’s a different person and not one that we can live with. She NEEDS physical therapy and we had to spend THREE FUCKING DAYS fighting with her about entering Rehab. If that’s not bad enough, she’s now treating us like her personal enemy and trying to get out of everything the rehab people get her to do. She says she wants to go home,
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Ugh. *sigh* I don’t know what to do anymore.
I’ve never experienced anything like this before: the conceitedness I get when I’m near them, the butterflies when I look at them, and tripping over my words when I speak to them because of how nervous I am. This is like my normal social anxiety on a whole different type of level. I want to talk to them without tripping over my words, I want to ask them to hang out, and maybe later on down the road I would like to ask them out…but I’m sure they are
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You’re not ten anymore. You don’t get to treat me like shit and then go act like an idiot and blame me for all your fucking problems. I’m sorry you’ve had a terrible life. I’m sorry you were bred from a line of inbreeding hillbilly fucks who have zero brain cells in their entire being. I’m sorry your parents are weird. But guess what? My life’s been terrible too, and my parents are just as weird, and my genes are shit too because I’m going to die from fucking Alzheimer’s after struggling with
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Okay, so for the last couple of days I’ve been completely fucking pissed. At what? Nothing obvious. I mean, I can’t even tell why I’m so goddamn angry this time. I want to just break every wall in this shithole of a house with my bare fists. I want to hit things and kick things and scream until my throat is bleeding.
It’s always like this. Anxiety, anger, anxiety, anger. How many shifts can the typical human being withstand?
Latest cycles have all been based around my parents. My rather
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Black Lives Matter. Then all lives matter. But let’s be honest, no one but the black and white people matter. I’m just saying it like it is. And the fact that no one, NO ONE, at all will admit this bothers me so much, because, why do only black and white people matter? This is America, yes it is my home, but it is not my home at all. White people claim that white privilege doesn’t exist, black people claim that their culture has been taken… but hasn’t everyone else’s culture been taken? We’re
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The title explains it. :’(
I don’t know anymore. This is going to be very long. I am fucking angry. I’m angry at you, at myself, at existence. At being. I don’t know why, exactly. I can’t pinpoint it. There are myriad tiny, trivial things. I feel like my life has surpassed simple hilarity and moved into the realm of the pathetic. It’s not that I’m overweight. It’s not that I’m ugly. It’s not that I lack confidence. It’s that none of these things matter.
I see people post things online who complain they are fat, or
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I’m doing my best to live with you and keep the peace. I buy groceries and share them with you. I bought you a snack in town today. So why the hell do you have an attitude with me all the time? My husband and I actually pay rent to live here. We are paying our bills and buying groceries and trying to earn our way in this world. YOU? You sit on your fat, lazy ass under a roof that our MOTHER is paying for, watching Netflix on a wii that belongs to ME, on a TV that belongs to our MOTHER, eating
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I don’t ever talk about myself. I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me or pay any extra attention to me. But I honestly can’t take it anymore.
I am so unsatisfied with my life. Do my parents beat me? No. Do I live on the streets? No. Do I have a deathly illness? Did my family die in a car crash? Am I stranded in the middle of no where? No, no and no. My life is not shitty and I’m not claiming it to be. I know people have it a hell of a lot worse and I probably don’t even have a right to
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So, my housemate is the most entitled person I’ve ever met; comes from an incredibly wealthy background but has absolutely no issue living in a compete shithole of a house. She hasn’t ever cleaned anything in the two years she’s lived here, has to be pushed to do her dishes, and leaves massive shit stains in the toilet. She also constantly brags about being the smartest person around, and is all over a condescending bitch.
In fact, she’s so cocksure that she ended up failing her med school
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Sometimes it’s like, what’s the point? What’s the point in my life anymore.
I don’t want to live anymore. I don’t wanna suffer this overwhelming pain in my heart, the headaches, the regrets, the sadness… I just can’t stand life or myself. And it’s the fact I’m so fucked up, depressed and suicidal that’s frustrating because I act like everything’s fine. I smile, laugh, make jokes, hangout at times… Act as if there’s NOTHING wrong at all. Then sometimes I just wonder what they’ll think of me when
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So i have been in love with this guy fro almost a year now and i have told him how i feel but i still don’t know how he feels about me and like he was dating this girl and they broke up so i was obviously happy until i talked to him and realized how much he cared about her but he sent me this message
“I just wish I could find some one that cared as much as i would about them…”
and like it was my chance to tell him how stupid and blind he was being i wanted to yell at him and make him feel
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