Most Forgiven Posts
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To the loser in the drive thru who ranted, snorted, swore, spat and threw his coffee at my car just because I got in line 3 seconds ahead of him: grow up. People like you should not be allowed to have a vehicle or even to go out in public. You should be locked up in a rubber room and have food thrown at you. You only made yourself look like a buffoon getting all puffed up and beating your chest. Fuckwad. Don’t worry—karma will get you.
I do actually like facebook in a way… up until a point (that point being the fact that there are completely irrelivant groups: “LOL! Check it out, this girl is so ugly.” No thanks, I actually have morals.)
My very intelligent friend also bleated out the phrase, “But facebook is so clever. There’s never been anything like it before. It’s timeless.” about two days ago. Clearly she failed to notice that facebook is a fairly basic combination of the younger generation social networking sites that
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I was always mildly conceited right? Facebook changed that. I care way the hell too much now. Omg Stacy and Jack broke up!? omg that jerk, he’s such a loser he must have done something wrong. I’m going to hate him, even though I’ve NEVER MET him before, and Like all the hate comments stacy posts about him. consider what his side is!? I think not. Well I know stacy, well I met her online but I still KNOW her through her posts and it CLEARLY is all Jacks fault.
Omg Stacy and Jack got back
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i am always horny.. its not good..
Dear House-guest-turned-unexpected-roommate:
Some people just don’t get it, they can’t take hints, they are clueless; like you, I was happy to help you out when you asked if you could spend a few days, a week at the most, at my house. This temporary arrangement has evolved into you parking your unwashed ass on my couch for the last 2 months though, and it’s time for you to get the hell out of my house. I have told you this in a nice way. You have 10 days left here. You would think after the
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I get that you don’t approve of some of the things we do, and I understand that you worry about all of us, but you are a serious bitch about it. Not everyone thinks the way you do and that doesn’t make them wrong. You think you’re being so caring and just looking out for people but you’re not. You’re being a control freak and can’t stand being told that you have a flaw. We are all aware of what you think. Thank you for your concern. But there’s a lot more to life and the world that you don’t
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You should really e-mail me or g-chat me. It’s your turn. I hope you want to be with me.
i’m stressed out enough right now! i don’t need any of your stupid crap and abuse anymore. NO ONE IN THIS FUCKING FAMILY LIKES YOU. NOT EVEN YOUR FREAKING WIFE. is anything i do enough? will i ever do anything that will make you happy? i guess not. i hope your satisfied with all of your daughters hating you. do you have to make me cry every single day? does it please you? i hope so, since i’m shaking so much i can barely type right now. what kind of father does that?
go to hell. oh wait, not
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I’m going to kill myself.
You’ll all be at work or school. I live near the sea. I’m going to drown, and I’ll never have to see any of you again. You’ll never get to hurt me again, you’ll never make me cry again, and best of all - you’ll never make me hate myself again.
I haven’t felt this free, happy and excited in years.
I can’t wait. After making this decision I feel like all of my worries are irrelevant and your insults and beatings are meaningless. I think I’m happier than I have ever
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When I say that, I really mean it. Not in the way of “oh I’m so sad and depressed, I suck at everything, I’m ugly and I want to die” kind of way, no.
I hate myself. The way you’d hate someone you really want to hurt. I abuse myself verbally daily, record it and listen to it. If I could, I would skin myself alive or beat myself to death. If I could, I would shoot myself and gut myself and fucking burn myself to death. I could strangle myself, break my bones and just hurt, hurt, hurt myself.
I
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i hate my life. i hate myself. no one undrstands. it sounds so cliche. it’s not. i’m getting old. i’ve accompished nothing. i’m fat and ugly. i have no boyfriend. i’m alone and it’s horrible. i don’t know how much more i can take.
he keeps fucking around on her. she believes when he says he didn’t. he used to be my best friend. that was before i realized he was such a piece of shit. i hope she realizes soon. but i know she won’t. she’s willfully in denial. she knows better. even the dumbest chick knows better. he cheated before she was pregnant. he cheated before that with her sister in law. and now he cheated while she’s pregnant. i never knew he was like that. i thought he was a good person… you think you know someone.
i am so sick of this!!!!!!!!!!! why can’t i even have a normal conversation with you. i’m so sick of holding my tongue. I’m sick of keeping it inside. I’ve prayed so much for you to just surrender control and let life take care of its self. you have to micromanage everything to the point of telling my how to brush my teeth. REALLY? and when you tell me you know what i’m thinking and feeling i almost lose it. between you and me, who is more likely to know what’s going on in MY head? and you
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If you want decent customer service in any retail establishment, pick the ones that are located near blue collar neighborhoods. The reason for this is that they are drawing their clerk employment pool from those neighborhoods, and blue collar kids learn what service means - and its importance to job security - from a much earlier age than suburban kids.
If you go to any retail establishment deep in the heart of suburbia, you are in a bad customer service zone. These kids view the workplace as
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you know when you hear people talk about how it feels to be hooked on drugs? that’s how i feel about food. it’s a constant want. if i’m not eating i’m thinking about food. i over eat. sometimes i throw up. i’m never not hungry. it comforts me. it’s better than sex… i don’t know what to do.
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