Tag Archives: Rant
The Damage Fathers Do
I wonder if they know, when they leave us, what damage they’ve done. What lifelong trust issues they’ve forged in us. Do they know that when they slam that door shut for the last time, they’ve taken something that can … Continue reading
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Mixed Signals
Why, oh why do parents always have to be so complicated all the goddamn time? i told my aunt/mom/thing that i had a drama meeting after school, and she starts whining about if it wasn’t her night off she’d’ve been … Continue reading
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Idiots.
God. people are so dumb sometimes. why can nobody see that just because he doesn’t have idiotic lines, and doesn’t like to act via words isn’t a bad thing? If you just take the time to watch his face when … Continue reading
The innate hatred i am currently feeling for my peice of shit laptop. i’m so pissed that i misspelled piece and i want ot go back and fix it SO bad, but i will refrain, simply to demonstrate my pissedness.
I hate macs. so much. everytime i open up safari it gives me that fucking pinwheel from hell, as dubbed by every student at my high school, and i have to wait ten minutes until it goes away, force quit … Continue reading
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Thieves
I hate thieves. Wanna know what i hate worse then thieves? the thievs who steal things that to them might seem meaningless, but are important to the person it was stolen from. the stupid blonde bimbo in front of me … Continue reading
