Most Condemned Posts
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I am tired of playing this game….just come clean!!!!! I know what you did & who she is!!!!! Just fucking admit it!!!!! You were kissing that BITCH!!!! & I am pretty sure she gave you a Blow Job!!!! & Your lyin ass is just that!!!! Ive given you every oppurtunity to say I made a mistake!!! But FUCK NO!!! You gott look straight in my eyes & lie…It ends tonight!!!!! Dont fuck with a techno geek!!!!! I got my shit squared!!!!
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.
I hate you.
No I’m lying, I love you.
Well, actually, I’d like to love you. but it’s so fucking hard. I don’t understand why you have to be such a prick. It’s not like I’m asking much of you, just a little bit of common fucking decency.
To be honest, I don’t think it matters what I think of you. Because it’s not going to change anything, it’s not going to make you do something you don’t want to, to act in a way that’s not you.
So why do you and your
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I feel like hell, since yesterday when shit actually hit the fan. Why? Because a certain mentally five year old, twenty-something year old kid who gets away with anything because he’s mommy’s little boy ruined yesterday. If I ever see him again I’ll kick his face in until his nose is inside out.
I hate you with a burning passion, you put everyone through stress yesterday just because you wanted to. NO.OTHER.REASON.BUT.THAT.
I cant stand annoying little freshman that think they’re cool and people that talk shit! I’m so opissed off I can barely think. Plus we just got all the yard work done and now that its 100 degrees out a storm came and took like 8 trees out and now WE HAVE TO FCKN DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN!!!
I found out I was pregnant in 2010, the day after Christmas. My now husband (then fiance) and I were surprised, but okay. I was 21, he was 22. Young, but manageable. My friends were excited, said they stick with me, no matter what. August hits, my son is finally born. Friends all visit in the hospital. I have not seen any of them, save for two, since that day. I try to text, call, chat on facebook… Seems all my friends are gone.
Try to join mother’s groups, but no mother will talk to me
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Hi everyone. When my roommate comes home, she wants my undivided attention. She can see that I am busy but makes up bullshit questions just to interrupt me. She drives me damn crazy!!! Then she pretends that I care and I pretend that I care, but I don’t give a fuck about her ugly ass!!! Go to hell!! Fuck off!!
I hate my life. I hate my life so severely that I’ve long since stopped openly bitching about it. At least regularly. I’m very unsatisfied with how my life has turned out. My love life has been nothing more than a consecutive chain of failures, which would drive readers to a fiery suicide if I went into more details about it. My career is worse. Much worse.
I apparently didn’t study hard enough on my two degrees, despite having my already tiny ego stroked by my academic advisors. So now I
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Fuck Sundays.
For once, I actually BELIEVED Primary school was the most drama i’d ever have to deal with. I mean, up until now, my life in highschool was literally PERFECT. FUCKING PERFECT. Amazing supportive friends, a wonderful love life, and an amazing family and home, but then you just have to randomly storm in and ruin it, over something that WASN’T MY FAULT. And all you do is take the sides of my other 2 friends, and now you feel the need to think you have to hate me because of what they always say,
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I don’t want to bother my friend with this. It puts them in bad spot. Even ranting is probably bad, because gives me chance to dwell on negative instead of doing some kind of emphasizing the positives.
My husband grates on my nerves. I can’t wait to get off the phone with him. If I have any tension in my voice he says I am yelling. No, I am just sick of you disagreeing with everything I say. It sucks.
I don’t want you to come home early. I want to be alone from you.
There I feel better.
If you say you don’t have money, are stretched thin, or only $4 in the bank, don’t fucking whine about it when you go out and buy an iPhone a week later. Those of us who have more monetary commitments aren’t going to share in your lamentations or your joy. WTFever. I wish I could afford an iPhone, but I make due with my pay-as-I-go phone.
I’m depressed, and only my family knows. I am insanely jealous of every single girl my boyfriend talks to, even if it’s my best friend of ten years. I am so close to hating myself, and I always imagine people being worse than they actually are. I’m always, always scared my boyfriend is in love with my best friend, because she is so much prettier, hotter, smarter, funnier, and better in ALL ASPECTS than I am. He’s just not with her because she’s in a relationship too, and he knows she would
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:rolleyes: I have become totally disillusioned with my Uni dissertation. I find that I’m taking 1 step forwards several back… I’ve got 2 weeks to finish the thing and my supervisor has been no help at all. On top of that I’ve got money worries which might mean I have to go grovelling to the parents for rent which I fucking hate doing as they aren’t really in a position to help… so that makes me feel like shit. I have a job lined up after Uni which my friends tell me is a good thing but all I
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You know what? Fuck you. Yes, I knew we were together for eight years. Yes, I married you. Need I remind you Mr. Free Spirit, that you didn’t want to marry me in the first place? You said it was unnecessary. You used me constantly and saw no need to change, you took the car, I walked to work, you used MY money, and MY account. I took care of you when you couldn’t work. You AND your friend BOTH freeloaded on me. And while I took care of you you pushed me away physically and emotionally. I went
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Sigh, I’m feeling the inadequacy blues again… When VPs or Program Directors or Program Managers stop by the web lab to discuss possible new work, they don’t talk to me, they immediately go to “Mr. Awesome”. I know I’m not a very assertive person, and that my managerial skills are definitely lacking, but couldn’t they at least pretend to recognize the fact that I am the web team manager, not “Mr. Awesome”? I certainly don’t mind if they go to “Mr. Awesome” for technical questions, as he is
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