Most Condemned Posts
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I haven’t spent long on this planet. The duration of my lifetime was neither in the worst or the best of scenarios or environments. It was that grey middle ground, that hideous unavoidable centre. The class of people that earns too much for any kind of benefit and too little to make anything of them in regards to finances. Though I felt so lucky this entire lifetime in comparison to what this world does to so many others. Knowing countless individuals die every single moment we live and breathe
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No you actually don’t know. And I may not ever be able to let you know. I have come to take a liking on you. I just need to throw it out there because I feel like my heart is going to explode if I continue to keep this for myself. I think I’ve actually fallen for you… I love you Arlyn.
Everything was perfect they keep saying.
I know I should be happy. And I am… i think. I keep telling myself that I am. My date was nice, if a little awkward, but that’s not his fault. Yet I felt like crying the whole time. Maybe its because he didn’t want to dance. Or that he was weird every time i held on to his arm because my feet were killing me. Or that when we went to Starbucks after he looked like he didn’t really want to be seen with me. Or that he moved from his seat beside me to
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I just wish you’d listen. I shouldnt have to ask for you to llisten when i talk. I’m not angry,just, i feel kind of defeated.You dont even hide your disinterest anymore, you even went as far to walk away as i was talking. Actually, it’s funny in a very shitty way.
I always bitch about you guys ignoring me, but i got to the point where i’ll just shut my mouth since i’m wasting my time and breath anyway.
Even if its just a casual conversation i’m trying to start, at least pretend to care.
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Oh please. Don’t.
You’re not even my real Dad for the love of goodness.
So please do not care for me or try anything to make me like you.
I grew up without a dad and I don’t need one now.
So back the
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I like how you made me admit I liked you first, yet you won’t admit you like me when it’s absolutely BLATANT. Several of my friends have seen you ogling me in the cafeteria. You can’t keep your hands off me, and you flirt excessively. What are you, a fucking saint? Can’t risk any of your pride and admit it? Fuck you.
So I guess I’m what you’d call pretty. That’s what everyone wants to be right? Let me tell you the truth.. It’s not as awesome as you think. In fact socially, it blows.
First of all, everyone automatically assumes you’re a stuck up bitch. Just imagine for a second how it would feel if everyone you encountered assumed you were a stuck up bitch for no other reason than how you looked. It’s disheartening. No wonder it’s often true. The only way to dispel this assumption is to do all the
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WTF is wrong with you. Maybe you assume that just because you act that way around everyone else and they all accept you as joking (which you are because you’re close to them) means that you can be that way to me. BUT, I can tell that you’re just using that lousy shit piece of excuse to cover what you’re doing so that other people will be on your side and think that there’s nothing wrong. I know you’re aiming at me, you fuckin bitch. FUCK SOCIAL NETWORKING I’M SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO RANT ON THE
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I’ve seen the way you look at that girl you work with. I’ve driven by on some of those late nights you were “working” and saw your car was nowhere to be found. I’ve seen the phone bills where you’ve been calling her and talking for hours. If that weren’t enough, last week I found a lacy red thong on our bedroom floor that doesn’t belong to me, and it smelled quite distinctly like pussy.
Why won’t you just admit that you’ve done me wrong so I can stop going crazy over this? I’ve confronted you
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All I’ve wanted since the first time we met was to be the one to make you happy. You helped me through hell and a friendship grew. I’ve been sick for years, you made me want to heal. But I’m getting sick again. You can’t save me, you can’t help me. When I see you happy, I hurt. It’s unhealthy. I really don’t know what to do. I love you on some level but it intensifies when I’m around you. I disgust myself. If I was where I wanted to be, maybe you could love me. I will work harder and you will
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You’re my father. You’re supposed to be the one who supports his child no matter what…you tell me time and time again how you’ve risked everything you had to make sure I had everything I needed. And for that I am truly grateful…I know how hard you struggled to make ends meet for our family. All throughout my childhood and high school years, I was more or less the perfect child…I never got into trouble, always got good grades, usually respectful. And aside from my first year of college, I’ve
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People I love worry about me. They think I’m depressed, sick, suicidal even.
I tell them I’m fine.
I hate lying to them.
I lie so they won’t hate me for being so weak.
Why am I so pitiful, unable to tell someone to their face I might need help? I can only stand behind this mask, and yell it out to the unknown masses.
Do you think I’m weak?
I think I’m falling in love with my best friend even though he’s straight, and it kills me to help him out with his girlfriend trouble
I’ve known him for eight months. We went on two dates in that time and have spent the rest of it in some on-again, off-again pseudo online relationship. When he’s not there, online, texting me, whatever, I feel like I can’t breathe.
It’s so stupidly cliche and I know I’m setting the feminist movement back a couple decades, but I need this man in my life. I know he’s it. He’s the one.
There’s a fine line between telling someone you’re head-over-heels, crazy about them and willing to do
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can’t you take care of yourself?! QUIT BORROWING ALL MY FUCKING THINGS AND GET A LIFE YOU DIPSHIT. you’re just a little faggot. are you satisfied with what you’ve taken from me now? i hope you die while you have all this stuff of mine.
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