Why am I continually surprised? I really should know better...
You have a brain but you avoid using it. I'm not here to do your thinking for you. Don't be so fucking lazy.
I don't have all the answers to your life's problems. I barely have the answers to my own.
My space is my own. Stay the fuck out of it. Get your own life and quit trying to live vicariously through me. I'm not that fascinating.
I don't like people crowding me. Back the fuck off. If I want to be alone it means I want to unwind and recharge, not because I'm pissed off at you.
So go the fuck away and leave me alone.
Trust me, if I'm pissed off AT you, you'll know it.
MY little corner of the world does not revolve around yours.
People who just suddenly change after months of knowing them really ....me off.
It's fucking pish...
I wish I had the answers, but I don't. It's out with my control I guess...
You bastard piece of crap.... TODAY of all days!!! I have better things to do than waste my time trying to fucking fix YOU!!!!
(my tumble drier broke down, I have a MOUNTAIN of laundry GRRRRRR)
If I can't fix the fucker, I'm going to take it outside and introduce it to my sledgehammer...
Fuckery fucking fuck, fuckity shylass makes us all say fucking bad fucking fuckalicious fucking bollocks for no fucking fucking reason!
Fucking love you daisy! hahahaha
OK
1. I hate it when men cheat then say they are sorry and they love you
2. When the woman they cheat on you with is so freakin ugly she looks like a damn bulldog!!
3. Even after I know you cheated, we broke up, you are now in a relationship with the bulldog, you still are trying to talk to me & say you love me, that you want a life with me WHATEVER YOU WORTHLESS PIG!!!!!!
Thanks for letting me rant and rave...and well whine :/
My friends seem to be fucking depressed. All they ever do is whine and moan and ask advice. What about me? What happens when I want advice? I'm the single one, yet relationship advice is all I give. What makes them think I know everything? Sure, I list psychology as one of my likes but I don't wanna be psychofuckinganalysing my friends all the time. Yeah, I got my family to talk to but sometimes I feel like I'm being a burden on them, so I don't bother, which turns to intense feelings and heartache. JUST STOP ASKING MY ADVICE, I'M NOT A FUCKING PSYCHOLOGIST!!!! I may be a fucking pathological loony by the time I'm finished doling out advice and listening to their depressing tales. Now don't read me wrong, I don't mind giving advice just not all the fucking time. Just back off a wee bit sometimes. Maybe smoke a fucking joint? Chill, bitches, stop asking me inane question to which you already know the answers.
i hate being home. all myfriends dont want to do anything. i dont want to be here. i just want to be down the shore. and i miss all my friends that are on wild European adventures and i hate that im stuck home with no one. and my friend just went back to her ex and ruined our bucket list and i need to get back in shape and im just so sad and i have to go to practice and the doctor and go shopping and i just want to be at the shore. seriously this summer is not what i wanted or expected. i am so disappointed it is so not funny
This is the fucking shit that I was born with. I can't fucking do anything about it. This is the piece of shit that I was given, and yes, I ended up abusing it because if I did first, it would be ruined even more before you got your fucking hands and evil words on it again and made it even more broken. And when I did something positive about it, what did you do but make it a million times worse! I can't do right for doing wrong. Do you think I want to be here for your fucking entertainment? No, I fucking DON'T. But I have no choice because unlike you, I care about the fact that other people will have to clean up the fucking mess. I KNOW why I'm not what you think I ought to be, and I KNOW why people say the things they do, and I can't fucking change nature, no matter how much I wish I could. I hope nature turns around and bites you on the ass (not in the fun way). I hope you experience the pain and the crap and the darkness just once before you die, because then you will know just how it feels to be trapped and unable to do anything about it. And if it turns out that it all goes wrong, then I hope doubly that you experience the crap, because then I will be able to rest easy. And when you turn up and go, "You know what? That shit hurt," I can laugh in your fucking face and be glad. Why can't you just leave me alone? Why can't you just die and stay where you belong? Just. Fuck. Off.
Ut incepit fidelis, sic permanet.
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*saying this in a calm quiet voice*
It's not really a rage anymore, though, it was about two weeks ago. I feel calmer about it now. I have come to terms with the fact that we are not friends anymore, and that's cool. I have come to terms that I am a better human being than you .... for various reasons. One, here on Lush, is that I can put aside our differences, read your work(s) and score and comment because I appreciate your effort and your ability to write. Funny thing is, you told me that I was a very good writer, yet, you have not read my work(s) (and obviously not scored/commented on it) ..... or if you did read it, you have not a classy bone in your body, in which to be able to show any type of "writer comradery" amongst Lush writers. I guess your true colours are waving brightly. I know it shouldn't bother me, but it has and does. I am glad that we are no longer friends, because who needs a friend like that? Not me. Good luck.
happy now i cursed! sheesh!
