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What a Fucking Loser...

sweetbeet — Mon, 28 Jan 2013 22:16:17 PST

Really. Fucktard husband got laid off today. He's fucking happy about it. Really??? He was laid off all summer, spent money he didn't have. Now he's laid off again. I just graduated college and have a good job, but haven't even gotten my first check yet. What a fucking retard. Here I was going to school full time and working full time and he's bitching that he can't even get little fucking projects done around the house. Whatever. I'm so fucking done with him. Once I get enough money saved up I'm fucking out. Laid off 4 times in 2 years and happy about it. Whatever, maybe when they foreclose on your ass you will feel different you fucking loser bum. I'm not supporting your sorry ass.

MY NEW LIFE...

Anonymous — Thu, 21 Oct 2010 20:40:04 PDT

I want to KILL my ex-fiance SOOOOOOOOOOO fucking BAD!!!!!!! I want to cave her fucking forehead in with my kids' aluminum bat!!! Just keep bashing her fucking skull in until she fucking expires!!!!! Oh how how I want to choke her, I can do it...I can literally lift that stupid, ugly, worthless, coward-ass, euro-trash CUNT up off her feet and fucking SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE until she goes limp. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

I've got fucking HORROR MUSIC playing in my head, I'm not eating eating, I'm not sleeping well, Wellbutrin's NOT HELPING!!!!! I'm NOT in a good fucking place!!! I want to take her into the state-park and start fucking unleashing my HARDEST fucking punches, kicks, stabs, and stomp on her fucking head until I hear a CRUNCH!!! I'm SO looking for a fight right now, I'm sizing people up as I walk by them, NO PREFERENCES Big, small, short, tall I take WHATEVER I CAN GET MY HAND On RIGHT NOW, as long as it's a secluded, quiet place!!!!!!!!!!!

I find myself thinking about sitting down at a local park, and just picking someone, and following them home, and wait...just fucking wait for my moment. My knife, my hands, my feet, my training, my experience, my RAGE. I'm so fucking sad.

I excersize, I sit in the basement when I'm I'm not working, I smell cat piss, mold, dust, I leave the doors unlocked at night, and sit there waiting for an intruder. Like the spiders in my basement wait for their intruders. I think I have cancer in my neck, and possibly in my left testicle I can feel the bumps, but the doctors tell me I don't, that they're " just bumps" or "ab-normal growths" they're LIARS ALL OF THEM!!! They laugh at me when I'm not around.

I don't know how much longer I can hold on...

The Curious Case of "Clinging Charity"

Anonymous — Sun, 17 Oct 2010 16:30:35 PDT

I've had enough of this bitch. She's the clingiest person I've ever known and I just couldn't take it anymore. I want my education and my life back by not having to worry about her anymore.

The things she did to rile me up.

1) Complain and whinge like hell if I happened to miss just ONE night on MSN, even when I told her why I would be gone. Sometimes she'd even jump to the conclusion that I'd blocked her.

2) When I did get on MSN, she'd bombarde me with every single picture she'd done and throw a tantrum if I didn't comment. You see, we're both part of this art site called Deviantart.

3) Even when I told her not to, she'd still find it funny to mention things that scared me and bombard me with links to said things. I'd never do that to her. She insisted on sending me links and videos full stop. Usually of crappy, pointless stuff.

4) She'd spam my DA account with the most random and annoying comments, and throw a tantrum if I didn't respond.

5) She made a crappy support stamp which she asked me to do. Then she made it out like I'd BEGGED her for it, and threw another tantrum because I didn't fave it. For the record, to this day I still haven't faved it.

6) She'd insist on starting silly word games on MSN. I will admit, these were fun when I had the time to play, but she pushed them onto me. And she would get moody if I didn't have the time or wasn't in the mood.

At first, I forgave her because she seemed like such a charity case, and I knew she didn't have that many friends. But now I realise why. She's so dependant on everyone, it's ridiculous. She expects you to sort out her problems as well as your own, and she's quick to laugh at you if you have a weird tendancy or a weird crush, despite the fact she has tonnes of them. She's a hypocrite and yet she expects people to allow her to cling onto them.

I've blocked her from contacting me in any way, whether it be email, MSN, DA or Facebook. And now she's saying stuff behind my back and calling me a bum and a whore. And after all she's put me through and her immature behaviour, she's calling ME childish. And she insists on using our friends as bridges t try and get to me. I've already made my answer clear and she's just wanting me to forgive her so she can start this whole mess all over again ><

I HATE my bf's dog!!!

eacosmetics — Thu, 07 Oct 2010 17:28:29 PDT

My bf has this stupid little dog. We've been together for a year and a 1/2, and live together. He has a yorkshire terrier/maltese...and I'm just going to be flat-out honest....I absolutely hate that dog. I have tried and tried to like her, i really have. I grew up with a pug for 12 years, and she was awesome. But this dog of his; it's almost 2 years old, and still can't pee or poop outside without being taken every hour. Terriers are known for being smart, are they not? I'll list the things she does....

- she has been allowed, with the help of his mom, to go to the bathroom indoors. When it was 40 below here (saskatchewan), his mom would deem it too cold for a 30 second pee outside for the dog, and put newspaper down in the bathroom instead. So now, every time it goes on the carpet, or has 10 dumps by the back door over the course of a few days, she doesn't get in trouble - the behavior is therefore perpetuated.

- she knows better than to chew things...but goes to the bathroom when she thinks no one is watching and spreads the contents of the garbage all over the floor. Then more often than not, tops it off with a huge log of crap on MY bathroom area rug. I've since stopped sharing those rugs. I also absolutely REFUSE to clean up after ANY of her fucking messes. That bitch makes a mess, bf has to clean it up. I WILL NOT cater to stupid behavior that can be fixed by simple training.

- she will not eat her own food. She, again, has been taught that it's ok to beg and whine LITERALLY an inch from people's faces while they're eating. I am the only one she will not do this to, because she freakin well knows better than to do that to me. She sits on my bf's shoulders and walks around on him while he's eating. On top of that, she doesn't bark when she begs like most dogs do; she screeches. I've never actually heard that animal BARK. She just screeches at a decibel that will make your fucking molars crack. Of course, she's never told to shush; it's just cute to my bf and his mom.

(FUN FACT)
- Her name is Cadeau (french for 'present' or 'gift'..anybody give me a present like that, they'd get BEAT.) So naturally, every time she screeches, or shits, or does anything 'cute' that anyone with a brain would detest, bf and his mom go, "Ohhh, Doooo! Sweet little Doo!!" FUCKER. Pardon my Francais.

- If you hadn't already guessed, YES THEY PUT BOWS ATOP HER PRECIOUS FUCKING LITTLE HEAD.

- one of the things that makes me insane: the INCESSANT licking! She will get up on the bf and lick his face right after lunching on her nether regions. If the slimy, repulsive sound of a slobbering dog wasn't such a massive peeve for me, I would probably care a lot less. Unfortunately, the dog has to be in the bed with him, which means I am actually woken up by that vile sound every morning. She spends, i swear, a good 20 minutes licking him anywhere. Even clothing. There has to be something wrong with it. Doesn't there??

- The staring. Don't even get me started. I've never given her any 'people food', because it teaches mooching and the bf actually bothers to buy her dog food. She can eat that. She gets enough scraps from everyone. I'm sitting there trying to eat, and she just sits there and stares at me for as long as it takes me to eat. I can't stand being watched when I'm eating. I know many people that don't appreciate it. It's so unnerving. Even when I'm in the kitchen making supper, there it'll be, standing on the furniture, watching me from the living room with those beady little marble eyes, 20 feet away. Makes. Me. Fucking. Insane.

- Shit gets stuck in the fur of her ass, like a fucking willnot, and i catch her raking her dirty ass across the hardwood floors.

- Her hair is always dirty, tangled and greasy. GROSS. The bf says, "pet her, she's so soft." By 'soft', you mean 'I could grease a fifth axel with her and have enough left over for a batch of bacon'?

- If there is anything left on the arms of couches or the edge of the bathtub, she WILL push it off. Countless rolls of toilet paper have been ruined by being knocked into the tub, which always seems to have leftover spots of water from showers, of course. Obviously, i had to stop the convenience of leaving a roll there. JERK.

- She DOES NOT LISTEN. Even the bf has to call her 5,6,7 times because she's just an insipid, insolent little BRAT.

- She crawls around on the back of the couches, pissing and occasionally barfing, likely from eating dog food, considering it's such a foreign substance to her.

- I can't leave any food for a second where she can get it, because she WILL eat it. The bf never stops her, either.

- It will 'attack' a door if someone moves it by screeching and biting it. Same with those springy door bumper things that protect the wall. She's just a typical ankle-biter.

- That c*** will bark, ONCE, suddenly for no fucking reason in the middle of the night, waking me out of a deep sleep. It puts me in a horrible mood, and i seriously just want to throw her across the room.

There have been countless times she's crapped on the laundry I've just cleaned...I found a towel just a week or 2 ago caked with dry poop that i hadn't noticed, and another covered in pee, that the bf in fact found by slamming his face into it after a shower.
She's gotten in trouble for taking off after cats and what not outside the yard - another thing she knows not to do. And i get blamed because I wasn't 'watching the dog', when the bf was right there and should've had his eye on her. It can do no wrong.
That dog can't even be nice to other dogs. Craps on the floor. Licks everyone and everything.
I've never done anything to it - i just ignore and avoid it. It will have to stay with the bf's parents or something. I'm not the only one that doesn't care for this dog, either.

I wonder sometimes how i can get over this, because i know how much the bf loves this dog. I just can't get my head around liking it, and it's almost impossible to fake it, you know? I do feel bad.... but what do you do? I've never hated anything so much in my life!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fuck my parents, my siblings, my life.

Anonymous — Mon, 04 Oct 2010 18:28:40 PDT

There's so much i have to say about it all. i need to vent before i do something fucking retarded. I'm pissed off about everything now, and life just sucks. My parents are shit, my siblings are shit, my life is shit. My family is almost fucking broke now. I don't know what to do. It's shit.
My parents bitch at me 24/7, and i mean that literally. i never get a break from their constant bitching. even when they're not bitching directly at me, they're fucking bitching about me with eachother, and i am in hearing distance, and sometimes i get so pissed off something breaks. I've caused too much damage to the house, with my rage and anger, and that just adds on to it. They criticize me a great deal, it is overwhelming. i can't handle it. they call me dumb, un intelligent, irresponsible, a bad person, horrible child, etc.They always thing i'm lying about things when i am not. they just do not fucking trust me fucking ever. and they bitch at me for the stupidest fucking things. like right now my stupid fucking dumbass fat bitch of a mom just came over and said "why do you always smell like cologne? you don't have any" i tell them it's from my friends, who sprayed me, they're like, no you don't take other ppls cologne. like wtf? i just wanted to fucking tell her to shut the fuck up and go fucking do something fucking productive and not fucking bitch at me for some small ass retarded shit like that. fuck. i talk back and all, but it's only caused by their stupidity. they say it's all my fault? like EVERYTHING? Of course they're part of the fucking reason i do what i fucking do. because of them, and more shit which i'll discuss later on, it has led me to resort to shit i never would have even thought about. i am now a fucking heavy ass smoker, and addicted, and a fucking drug addict. now you fucking like what you fucking did to me mom and dad? wanna cause me more stress and blame me for shit that i don't do? want to fucking criticize me more? and if you people are going to fucking tell me it's my fault too and that im a dumbass for the smoking and drugs, then fuck off and go fucking jump off a fucking tall building and land on a fucking bed of fucking spikes and your fucking body torn apart, because this is what i've resorted to. if it were not for these drugs, i would not be able to stay calm EVER and probably go fucking kill my self, and of course, i've attempted it to no success. and that was before i started smoking and drugs. the smoking and drugs keep me more calm. my mother found 3 boxes of cigarettes outside, which were NOT mine, but of course, thinking the horrible child i am, she immediately assumes they are mine, and punishes me for that. my stuff in school got stolen, i tell her, and she calls me irresponsible? they got stolen from a gym locker. how the fuck is that my fault? people can fucking pick locks and shit, but no, it HAS to be my fucking fault cuhs im a fucking horrible, worthless, irresponsible, dumb fucking retarded ass child who can't take care of his shit. every conversation we have always .. and i mean ALWAYS. EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ONE, ends in a fucking argument, and her bitching at me, so i try to avoid them as much as possible. then she says i don't talk with the family enough? she too fucking retarded to realize how every single conversation ends badly? is she asking for that everytime? and needing to replace furniture every time we fucking talk? i don't fucking think so.in their eyes i'm some fucking horrible influence kid with horrible influence friends, and im just some fucking gangster or thug and i will grow up to be nothing but a criminal and end up in jail. i can't stay on the phone without being bitched at, who am i talking to, why am i talking to them, what the fuck am i talking about. like, it's not any of your fucking business, stay the fuck out of my fucking personal fucking life you fucking ignorant pricks. i can't sit in a minute of peace without them coming over with some dumb shit to say to me. even now, they come in and out of the room, saying plenty of shit that pisses me off. i ignore them so i can write this, hopefully i can vent, and get this off my chest, to only have more build up on it after they annoy me even more. like every little problem is my fault. all cuhs im here. im the child that ruined it for them. well fuck them, they're the parents that ruined it for me.
oh there's so much more to say about them, but it's running too long, so i'll move on. we are now also almost officially fucking broke. no money. we have ZERO dollars until my dad brings home a small ass check for like 1700 a month or something, and we have to take like 1300 out of that for the fuckign rent in the shitty ass house we live in. but of course, i am thankful i even have a roof over my head, so no complaint about that. but then we have NO money at all. we almost never have food in the house, i have almost no more clothes to wear, since they've all been worn, i have no money to show for, and i basically fucking starve in school without money. im always in debt now from borrowing and shit. do you know how fucking depressing that gets? to know that you're broke as fuck?you don't have a single fucking dollar in the house to go out and buy your self a drink? ima strong kid yeah, but this shit, just thinking about it hard, makes me fucking tear. it's fucking horrible. do you know how hard it is to keep up a life like mine, without money at all? it's fucking impossible.everything i've worked for all gone, cuhs i have no fucking money. i look for a job of course, but being the fucking 15 yr old that i am, i can barely get a job anywhere, and no one hires me.so a job isnt a fucking option either. nothing at all.stealing? of course i've considered it, and done it. i steal from stores all the time, food, plenty of food, and drinks, everything. becaues i can't fucking afford to buy it, i am forced to steal it, so i don't fucking starve. if only i could steal clothes as easy as i steal food. and i go to a school where you need to show for your self. as in you can't come dressed all shitty, or look like crap, but i am forced to wear almost the same shit daily. nothing i can do about that. i go through my closet every day, and just stare at the few clothes that i have, and i know, i am thankfful i have even that, but it is depressing. i think about this at night, i cry, and i can't sleep. there's just too much shit to deal with. suicide is my favorite option, but there is problems, 1. it is against my religion, as it is in many others prolly, and if you do off your self, you go straight to hell. and i am true to my religion, and i do not want that, which im sure is worse than this shit we call life. so that's not an option. so there isn't much left. i feel, myself, that i will grow up to be nothing, i will be a bum, a broke, on the streets, just waiting to die. i have to facce that fact that im like, poor now. i have no money for my self, it all goes straight to rent, then bills, and then if any left over... groceries.i can never just ask my mom for like 5 dollars and go to a store and buy something to eat. i can't ask for more than a dollar a day for lunch money at school. anything more than that is too much to them.and then it makes them think im some kind of fucking spendthrift or someshit. it depresses the shit out of me. my only escape is the retarded ass things i do, like the drugs.i just want to die with out them. i don't know i can't continue, im getting too depressed.. what ever, fuck it all.

My husband is an asshole and I hate him

Anonymous — Sun, 03 Oct 2010 12:57:43 PDT

My husband has been freaking out and getting mad over stupid fucking bullshit all day long. He threw a fit because the toast got burnt and almost threw it at me. Now I am buying tickets for our christmas vacation and he is having hysterics because the website is broken and somehow it is my fault. WTF? Why did I marry this asshole who gets mad about the stupidest fucking shit? It's not as though this is a major problem or the end of the world. Fucking hell. Why can't he just chill the fuck out instead of freaking out and throwing a fit like a fucking two year old every time there is a little bump in the road? What the fuck is his problem? Lord knows how he will cope with some big issue. If there is ever an emergency I know I can pretty much count on dealing with it on my own, because he will be too busy freaking out to help.

Why the fuck did I marry him?

Pop Music

bloodyguts — Wed, 22 Sep 2010 01:14:54 PDT

I wish you to die, pop music! You are so annoying, with your studio band and god damned vocoder effect because your real voice sounds like a baby jesus being sodomized.

-- I HATE YOU --

Your idiotic conceited lyrics that deal with such real world issues, like who you bummed last night, your girl cheating on your sorry lame ass, contracting genital rot from your ho.

-- FUCK YOU --

I want to see you bleed, untalented strumpets!
I want to smell you burn, lousy losers!
I want to drug you with acid and tie you up and peel your skin off your face, and make you eat your own god damned tongue.

-- YOU DESERVE WORSE --

WASTE OF SKIN!

Phony Bitches!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 11:13:52 PDT

Can you tell me why this bitch asked me if I wanted to go camping for her (our) birthday; something told me to confirm that the trip was still on a few weeks later. As oppossed to her choosing the people she wanted to invite in the first place, she bumped me for them.... Which is what I don't understand. If you wanted THE BITCH to go why did you ask me? I'm telling you I will never understand bitches... take that seriously coming from another woman.

Fucking Douchebag Teenagers burning playgrounds

Anonymous — Thu, 19 Aug 2010 23:22:43 PDT

I hate it every time i watch the news with my dad and i see another burnt playground in my town. WHO ARE THE FUCKING PEOPLE WHO HAVE THE FUCKING NERVE AS TO DESTROY A CHILD'S PLAYGROUND!!!!
"Sorry little timmy but you cant play on the swing because it was burned to the ground by some douchebag fucking teenager."
It makes me FUCKING PISSED that i live amongst people like this. My little sisters cant play now at their favorite park because its GONE.
Its also irritating that this shit is being done by MY GENERATION. Teenagers MY AGE are doing this shit and thinking its hardcore or badass or rebel. FUCK THAT SHIT!!!!! I JUST WANT TO GET MY HANDS ON THE FUCKER WHO WOULD DESTROY A PLACE WHERE LITTLE KIDS JUST WANT TO PLAY!!!
I find one of those fuckers and i will tear them APART!!!! IT WILL LITERALLY LOOK LIKE THE COVER OF A CANNIBAL CORPSE ALBUM!! IT TAKES A BIG FUCKING MAN TO VICTIMIZE A CHILD, FUCKING PUSSY SHIT.
YOU WANNA BE BADASS AND PULL THAT SHIT, I WILL RIP YOUR FACE OFF!!!

FOUND BLACK OIL ON MY SHRIMP

Anonymous — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 18:12:44 PDT

FUCK, I thought it was just color of shrimp. But no it's fucking oil perhaps from the gulf. Now am I suppose to believe that my Shrimp Parmigiana Hero I just ordered has no crude fucking oil in it? FUCK THIS! FUCK FISH! FUCK Chickin of the Sea! Fuck Bumble Bee! Fuck sardines! Fuck Halibut! FUCK Salmon! Fuck white fish! Fuck crab! FUCK Lobster! FUCK ANYTHING FROM THE FUCKING GULF! AND FUCK McDonald's and their Pertroleum Base food filling hamburgers!!!! FUCK THE FISH SANDWICH with imitation cheese and tarter!! FUCK FISH & GRESSY CHIPS! FUCK SHRIMP SCAMPI! FUCK LOBSTER BISQUE! FUCK MY WIFE's CUM DRIPPING FISHY SMELLING CUNT!!!! FUCKING MOTOR OIL WHORE!!!! Now where was I, ohhh that's right; I believe there is some black oil in my shrimp.

losing my best friend cuz hes whipped

Anonymous — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 17:03:38 PDT

yah bummed im losin my best friend over his long distance relationship. I mean good for him for having a gf but this is gettin ridiculus. dont get me wrong i already have a lady but everytime me and my best bro hang out, hes constantly textin non stop. im sure that whinin like this makes me sound like a bitch but seriously how would you like losin your best bro since middle school. for example say wre shootin hoops at the park with a bunch of homies. hes dribblin the ball and gets a fuckin text. shiiiiiit he just drops the ball and goes to work on those thumb muscles. at movies hell be annoyin everyone with his bright ass phone and text away. well be chillin at the house and ill be talkin to him about somethin and hes got no idea i even exist. this girl has got him whipped like fuckin indiana jones whippin whipped cream with his fuckin whip. hell say one thing wrong over a text like ... (situation).... were college kids and helltext here out of a joke sayin that are rival college are a bunch of douchebags. his gf would get pissed because she has like a 2nd cousin there or somethin and stop textin him. my best friend would freak out and start screamin and shit no matter where we are at if its with the homies at the skatepark, the mall, the car, any fuckin situation man. hell just cut off everything in his life until he finds out a way to sweetalk his girlfriend over the text messages. im up to the point where i dont give a fuck anymore and just cut him loose ya dig? but arent long distance relationships all bound to fail. ive never had one like they do and should he be whipppped like this.what should i do peoples? keep goin thorugh this everyday and hope they break up or just go with the flow and chill with my other homies?

I really dislike him

Anonymous — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 03:29:17 PDT

omg so much to say *deep breath* okay here it goes

okey he never lets me go out with my one and only friend becuz shes a "partier" but shes not she's just like every other person in my shitty town, just trying to find somthing to do but all there is to do is to get high and drunk, and he's scared that i'll become a partier doing weed and drinking but i don't cuz i hardly drink but at my place with only my family around and i do smoke weed but i can only take it thur shotgun (im a wuss) and its only coming from his damn mouth and he's the one that got me started on it, anyways i tell him he doesn't have to worry and to trust me cuz im not going to do it but he tells me he doesn't trust me so i can't go with her. well one day he told me that he was going to his cuzins who lives far away and his cuzin does the big drugs and gets wasted everyday so i said no not only becuz of what his cuzin does but also becuz he won't even let me hang out with my friend who does nothing, and the bastard tells me he's going even tho is said no and says that he wont do anything and im supposed to trust him and my fiance (if i call him bf he gets all anal and bitchy) has an addiction problems with drinking and smoking weed and is very influenced if someone keeps telling him to do it and says if he doesn't have me around he'll eventually do it (he tells me all this himself)...but im supposed to trust him...yeah okay.

okay when we have our little fights he starts them but in the middle of all of it he's like telling me that its all my dumb bullshit! when it was his dumbass starting it. also he has this habbit of saying something and then its like even tho it came out of his mouth im the one that said it and it pisses me off!!! heres an example "well if you eat that chocolate bar then we're over" he saids, "well just because you don't want me to doesn't mean i can't eat it" i say "okay then but your the one that broke up with me" OMG THAT SHIT GETS UNDER MY FUCKIN SKIN EVERYTIME HE SAIDS THAT! (btw its got nothing to do with chocolate bars its just an example of how stupid his shit gets)

also he tells me that he doesn't want me doing some things so i wont to make him happy but if i tell him not to do something he does it anyways!

also when he fights with me he'll just keep pushing and pushing me to the edge til im crying and ready to leave he'll start to say sorry and ask me for forgiveness

okay when i say bye or when im pissed off and in order to end a fight i want to walk away and make things better he takes that as "im breaking up with you"

alright lets see hmm...oh we've been together for like a year and 8 months and he still doesn't trust me. like everyday he thinks im with some other guy and cheating on him and that everything i say im lying...okay i've been cheated on too but i trust him AND i've never lied to him and he's lied to me like 9 times, and i've caught his stupid ass lying EVERY FREAKIN TIME!!!!

also he'll tell me and my mom that since he's getting a new job he's going to buy me school clothes well its almost school time and all this time he's bought himself all this stupid shit and bought me one shirt that costed him 10 bucks!!

oh thats also something...his money! before he got this job he was alway saying "baby when i get this job im going to get you soo much clothes and jewlery and im going to get us a place."

okay he just fuckin finally got him a place but he's roommating with his other cuzin who i think is cool and finally got himself a truck which looks like shit and gives him problems but i told him about a good truck he just needed $1200 dollars for and if the truck had something wrong with it professional mechanics would fix it but no...he went without me and bought the peice of shit for MORE money (and it doesn't even look as good for what the guy is making him pay for) when i told him if he did want to buy a truck let me be there cuz he went thur a period of time listening to his grampa (who didn't care about him) and his grampa kept giving him these shitty vehicals first a van (really shitty and he got pulled over 3 times in it and he didn't have a DL so he got like 4 tickets which he's now paying) and a shitty car (that he said wouldn't run so he gave up on it but guess what his older dead beat brothers driving in it while fiances name is still on that fuckin car!) but my fiances saids he'll get his name off it but still hasn't.

anyways off subjects sorry but he has this talent to get shitty vehicals.

oh and thats another thing telling me he's going to do something but won't oh and he does stupid shit without thinking about he consequences and wants ppl to feel sorry for him when bad shit happends.

but in the end he thinks im the stupid one.....sure he's smart but the boy lacks common since but i am definitely smarter then him because for one he failed the 9th grade like 3 times (yeah no shit) and so he dropped out to go to this homeschool who gave him work but this shit was like for 2nd graders i could do it in 1 min. and they bumped him up 2 grades. Me..im still in school, i've never failed a grade and i get decent grades like mostly Bs and Cs and one F (in math i really suck in that category) and i graduate this year (go 2011) but im the stupid one????

oh and im 17 and he's 18 but he wants me to have a baby....um hello my senior year is coming up (my last year in school and my prom ,my school has one prom and its only for seniors, and my graduation) and you want me to be pregnant so it can ruin all that. i even asked if we could at least wait til i was out of school (i want to go to college too) and even in college i would have a baby but he gets all depressed and is all like you just don't want to have a baby with me...omg i hate it!!

oh and he doesn't agree about my wedding plans to get married on halloween (im a girl so weddings are important to me) all because his favorite uncle died on halloween...look my great grandma died on christmas but you don't see us quit opening gifts. and he mocks my religon cuz im wiccan and thinks he knows all about it which he doesn't. btw im not really big on religon i mean hell i dated a catholic and he didn't even care that i was wiccan and my fiance is just christain.

oh and if i don't drop everything for him, in his mind i don't love him....and he tells me he loves me more which if he really did then he wouldn't call me every name under the sun except my name or say the meanest shit to me (ex. slut, whore, not the right girl for me, ect, you know all those nice things T_T) or act like he doesn't care if he loses me.

but in the end he'll cry and say sorry and that he loves me and that he won't find any other girl like me

i feel bad for him and i want to take care of him cuz his family sucks his mom left him and is three brothers behide for her bf, their dads a drunk and a meth head, his gramps using him for money, his older brother treats him like a dog (i think he's jelous cuz he had my fiances job and in one day got drunk and was sent to jail for underage drinking (he was 19) and for some sexual offence he didn't say what he did to get that) and does nothing but get drunk and also does dope. so my fiance has to help his little brother whos 17 cuz no body else wants to. oh and they want him to pay the light bill at a place he doesn't even live at.

but im not his fuckin momma who cleans up after him!

so yeah thats all of it and people say i have great patience which i didn't know i did til i met my fiance.....he will never find another girl like me because i don't know who would put up with shit like this EVERY DAY!!! i think im crazy.

across the border

Anonymous — Mon, 19 Jul 2010 16:17:51 PDT

the constitution of the U.S. states that each citizen has the fundamental rights accorded to any american , it does not say we have to keep our borders open . there in nothing in any article of U.S. legislature that says the borders HAVE to be open , only that people who have already entered the country & become citizens be afforded the same rights as those who came before them . The gov't can shut the border anytime it damn pleases .....but if your approval rating was down to 50% you might want 11 million more illegals here also so they can register for citizenship and vote for you too . Obuma doesn't care about ms-13 or the mexican mafia coming through our gates as long as they vote for him , hell....they can murder and drug deal all they want , by the way that poor 'lil 15 year old border crosser that got shot while throwing rocks at an officer was on El Paso's top 10 most wanted list for trafficking humans and drugs and next time you feel sorry for the poor unwanted take a look at the pictures of border patrol officers who've been hit by rocks , bricks and cinder blocks , oh yeah i almost forgot most of the assaulted officers were of mexican-american decent . GOD BLESS THE U.S. & SHUT the FUCKING GATES !!!

The Old Just Rage

Anonymous — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 11:53:51 PDT

The Old Just Rage Poster: Anonymous
Posted on Tuesday, July 13 ,2010 @ 11:48 AM

KPissed, thank you for posting this excellent and poignant comment on the "Tshirts?"rage. It deserves to be posted as a separate rage on its own. Hope you don't mind? Hopefully it will be read and those that are old enough to remember the good times will post again.

The Old Just Rage

Poster: KPissed
Posted on Thursday, June 24 ,2010 @ 11:04 PM

I am posting this comment in order to bring back this great old rage.

This rage comes from an earlier time. A time when there were other posts than just a bunch of "I hate my mother, father, friends, school, stepmother, sister, etc., etc., etc., ...."

It was a time when rages and ragers showed more wit, ire, inteligence, humor and just plain better quality than the shit on the site these days.

Although its true that we had to wait ages to get the site updated, the very delay in updates, and consequent boredom of the ragers, spawned some of the best shit ever posted on this site. Shit like "The Just Rage Times", in all its many volumes. The whole "Trailer of Suckitude" serialized novel. Anonymous rendition of "The King and I". The Christmas song albums on the "I Hate Christmas Songs" rage. The back-and-forth comments of Big Chief Two Dogs Fucking and his faithful indian companions. The Movie Guy's classic episode of Star Trek, in the Star Trek Whore rage. My own special episode of CSI: Zurich "Riccola". And all the great comments by The Family, LovePopo, TrueThat, Truly Cross, SirRantsALotMore, ILuvsMyChickens, Chinee Man, Fucktard, Untitled, Headon, and so many other great old Just Rage regulars. And then there was the campaigning for and the election of King Soul Taker 6 as King Of Just Rage. And all the many, many great comments of King Soul Taker 6's trying to get Decay to pay him his $50.00 for this T-Shirt contest.

It was stuff like this that made Just Rage the undisputedly best anger site on the internet.

The main purpose of this site is to vent your rage and anger. And you can do that here. But the second, more subtle purpose of this site is for you to recover from your anger by reading the funny comments posted here, and to possibly exorcise the demons of your inner rage by laughing them away.

I am posting this comment to give newcomers to this site inspiration for future posts. And also to inspire some of our long lost regulars to return. I hope to see the Old Just Rage and the New Just Rage begin to merge into a truly Great Just Rage.

Take some time to read this original post and the comments. You won't be sorry you did.

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The HOE of the job

Anonymous — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 12:51:29 PDT

SOOOO this bum bitch at my job - sucks alot of dick. She started about 9 months ago or so and got a almost a $200 raise!!!! She will do anything for anything!!! Even if it stoops so low that your sucking your fat-ass supervisors dick - and he's not even cute!!! This bitches nose looks sooo dirty she must have put her face in any guys ass and dick... They probably slapped her face w/their dick.. Yes I said THEY because its more than 10!! She wears shorts that show her ass cheek; for attention; bitch your at work!! not at the beach or a club!!! are you fucking kidding me??? BOY does her fucking nose irritate me... she looks DIRTY!!!!! I just hope one day; when i'm not at this stinky-ass; disrimintating job anymore - my last day - I will mush her face to the computer monitor. TRUE FUCKING STORY!!!! ROLLING EYES ROLLING EYES GAGGING!!!

Re: haters

Anonymous — Wed, 07 Jul 2010 19:22:25 PDT

lee harvey oswald is a hero , fuck you fuck harry truman , fuck all the kennedy's and fuck obUma.....oh yeah , and fuck yo mamie

DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE THIS 4TH OF JULY

Anonymous — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 16:19:41 PDT

you might hit a bump and spill your drink

FUCK YOU JESSE JAMES CxxxAL.

Anonymous — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 15:50:40 PDT

okay so things were going good, as i thought, but the problem was that he would always blame mee for everyhting and i would take the blame even thought it wasnt anyhting back i did. and he would make me feel like it was my fault. he would bring something up and i would try to explain that it wasnt true and he would just be like forget it i dont even wanna talk about it, drop it, and im like wtf your the one who brought it up, oh and the funny thing is that once i texted my friend asking him a simple Q "is jesse grabbing from u tonight" and then my firned and goes and tells jesse (ex) and then jesse txt me and freaks and is like you would text him, blah blah and im like i asked him a simple question ! and hes like soo u cud of asked me, and i was like soo i asked him like sorry i didnt know it was sucha big deal and hes like shut up, and im like woww and hes like lmfao well see whos by them selves tonight (cause we were going to a party) and then we were still arguing, thought texts and then like he was saying i was being dumb and i just ignord him and then later that night he came and then he tried to kiss me and think everyhting was fine but i didnt let him because this time i wasnt guna take the blame for doing NOTHING wrong, because all the time i put up with his bullshit. so then we werent talking for a lil in the beginign and then like he knew i was pissed and then i went inside and my friend said that we should talk so we went to the washroom and talked and hes like i dont get why u had to text him you could of just asked mee, and im like well he is my firned too, like its not like i dont know him. and hes like styll blah blah and hes like going on and on saying i fucked up and it was my fault. and then im like okayy im sorry, like i didnt think it was going to be a huge problem because i asked a simple question, and then i told him howw he didnt need ot be calling me dumb and saying how we will see whos by themselves tonight. and then he said sorry, then the fight was over, and there was alot of drama with jesse and these guys in the area. but he didnt want me there when it was going down but it wass.. and i was there when he got stomped and shit, and i was only there to make shure he wasnt dyingg. u know and likee yeahh we would argu butt it was small lil disagreements and then i would tell him what would bother me like him messaging his friend good morning (: ... and obv i dont wanna see my bf mesaging any girl that when there not dating or nott.. u know likee it makes us as the gf feel not special if when they are only suppsot to say that to u and not their firends who are girls too.. and the thing is i told him i didnt like it and i found out that he did it again, but i didnt even bother complaining about that again cause there was no point to it. and then there was this other problem form when we first started dating this guy i knew from when i was really younge messaged me on fb and obv i havnt seem him for a long time so i was excited to see him but i didnt know that he was the guy that jesse (ex) beat up. and then like i wanted ot keep talking to my friend (shane) because like i just wanted to catch up as frineds and jesse would go right into saying i think we needa break and this isnt even like a week into us dating.. and likefor him i stoped tlaking ot him and at one time i didnt listen and i kept texting him but how he knew was cause he saw me one time and was mad and said we needed a break but i tlaked to him later and told him im sorry i wont talk to him anymore and then hes like just stop fucking up and im like okaayy im sorrry ! i wontt. and then another timee i think jesse messages shanes gf saying check his phone were tlaking and then she goes and is trying to cuss at me. and when a bitch is cussing at me obv imma get mad, and i didnt know jesse was the one who startedd it. but i didnt find out till after but that was jesse fault. but then after i stoped talking to (shane) for jesse, and all the time jesse would bring up my ex (travis) and what he didnt know is travis HATED me. and he wanted nothing to do with me. yeahh i tried to be fiends again with travis but he dindt want too. and like i even addmit i cheated on travis with jesse..i did anyhting for jesse. i didnt want to but jesse sweet talked me and said im better u dont need a guy like him. blah blah and like i thought he was relaly sweat and like was a proper good guy. which he was in the begingig until he showed his true colors and complained about everyhting and didnt trust anyhting and all the time i proved myself to jesse. and i even showed him i deleted travvis's number off my phone and his friends number ! and i told him to his face, that i love him more than anyhting and i dont want you to think that i need him in my life because i dont. i just want you. and like i forget what he said back. but i pr30 oved myself. and then it came to our two months and we were suppost to hang out. and i was like so are we hanging out today baby and hes like ... i duno i might be hanging with my other firnends...im like wtff its our two monthss... ude rather spend it with ur frineds then me?.. and hes like i dunooo and im like wth... and hes likee i just duno what i want anymore. im likee what is that suppsot to mean and hes like i just duno if i wanna slow my life down for a relationship. and im likeee... ohkayy well if u need time ot think then i will give ur space. but just know, no matter what i love you with all my heart and hes like okayy and then like mins later hes like i think we should just be friendss.. and im likeee :'( whaattttt whyyyyyy and hes just like goodbye blah blah and im like nooo we can make this workkk, i know we faught alot but we can fix it im willing to change. and then yeahh he didnt wanna be with mee and then those guys that he had beef with were trying to beat him up again and he thought i was the one who set him up but it wasnt me because i would never do anyhting like that. and this was all on the same day he broke up with me. and then he thought i did it for revenge but im not that kinda girl to do that to someone , i would never stoop that low. and then the next day he called me cussing saying hes done with me, and we will never get back together, and all thiss shitt and i was crying to him saying i would never do that and hes like ususally im the kinda guy who would cry if his gf is crying butt im at the point where i dont care. im donee. and then like he was fucking arund with my feeling and he would try tlaking to me but i would give him short answers and he wud call me if i didnt answer and shit and be like why werent u txtin me back blah blah and then like hes like why cant we have just a normal fucking conversationg and im like we can ! soo we started having a normal conversation, and then likee i asked him to chill but he saiidd we cudnnt, and then one time hhe tried to ask me if we wanted to have sex and im like no! i am only having it if it means somehting. and then like he told him how his gf has been tlaking to him, and she started tlaking to him the day before he broke up with me. he said she messaged him, and see him and his ex(sabrina) dated for 3 yrs on and off. but he said he never has as many fight and problems he has with me with her. and then like i have a feeling she is the reason why he dumped me because he likes herr and he wsa dating her when i wa dating travis and then she(sabirna) didnt like jesse and she ended it with him and then he wanted her back but i told him that he can do better then her and then i was just trying to be someone there for jesse. like he was for me with travis. and then i was texting jesse and one time he asked me to come with him to his frineds cottage but the thing was i had other plans. and i cudnt miss it. and i tried to askk. but the answer was no from my rents and hes like if u dont try then that means u dont care about us blah blah im likee omgg jesse im trying as hard as i cann ! i am tryyingg and hess like noo if u dont comee then im doneee with you goodbye. annd im like no why does this have ot be goodbye. and then likee yee he told me how he wanted me to come becuase he didnt want to me all alone there. and im like im sorry nextt timeee. and then the next day we didnt rlly ttalk and then he told me how he was his his friendd.. which i knew was sabrina and then he was like well im with my ex so i will text u later and im like oh okay ttyl8er bye and then hes like ...why are u being so gay and im like how am i being gay u said ur with ur ex saiid i said okayy ttyl8er bye, and hes like whats up ur bum and im like lol nothing is up my bum and then hess like wateverrr talk to you later thenn.. and im like alright. and then hes like yeee. soo im curiouss whyy he was acting like thatt. was he trying me me get jealous or somehting? and then alos another time i was like soo have u and ur ex kissed and hes like maybe and then i was like fighting for jesse and hess likee ive been wanting to get back with her for a long time noww... blah blahh and then im like noo why herr ! i dont want another girl in ur life but mee and then he was like good night irina, and then he never txt backk after and then this other timee i asked if i cud call him and he saiid soon and i waited and im like so it soon enough yet and hes like noo imma prob be on the phone all nigtth, and im like ohh with whoo? and hes like my exx.. and im like ohh alright well wehen ur done tell me and hes like alright i will. and then i waited and was like whos ur exx? sabrinaa and hes like yeea... and then i sent him a message saying u know what if ur not guna wanna be with me and see im trying ot fight for u then i dont think we shud be talking anymore. because i am not gunnna be here waiting for you forver. and all he said to that was alright. but that was like an hour later. and thenn i stopeed tlaking to him and then the only time we talked again was when he had to pick up bikes form my house but i wasnt even home,. and it has beena couple weeks now and we havnt tlaked and it looks to me that he doesnt wannt me, and i asked my frined what i shud do and he said if u act like u dont need him in ur life. hes be like wthh why is shhe doing fine without me and want me backk... but it doesnt seem like that but now i know that jesse and sabrina have been dealing and hes been with her allot lately , thats hwat my friends have saidd because they never chill with jesse anymore because hes at his girls.... soo like i still love him and want him backk...butt i dunoo what to doo... like i want ot get back with him. and i dont want to see him with herr. i really just wanna break them up. and the thing is sabrins ex (adriano) is WAY hotter then jessee...and likee she broke up with him, and is now with jesse so basically she left him for jesse and jesse left me for her. soo likee noww what do i do? and she knows she fucked upp. but do u think that they are guna lastt... or breakk upp soon. cause they arnt offically dating yett. soo. but i dunoo i just relaly want to break them up. or do something ot fuck around because he hurt me and i feel so hard to him thinkin everyhting was going good, because it was and because of her coming into the pictureee shes fucked us up ! and likee he said then after her he sees realtionsips way differntt.... but likee ughhh what do i doo ! i dont wanna move on ! but its been a month since we have bbeen broken up. soo do u think there is a chance of him coming backk?.... and plus sabrina is soo uglly..... like she maye have a nice body maybe but form what i see and all my dude friends who have seen her say she does look like a frog and is even uglier in personn.... soo i duno what he sees. but i also wanna see if he comes backk. likee i wud def make him work fr me. also i found out one time we were dating he left my frineds house to go see his ex ! yeee where i NEVER chilled with guy bymyself , i NEVER chilled with my exs. like i did so much to prove my self to jesse and he never had to do ANYTHINGG legitt. he never did anyhting ot prove himself becasuse it was always MY FAULT. soo yeahh ide love to get somee input on what to doo and what u guys think.. cause im stuckkkkk. (: thannnnnk youuuu.

I hate my dumb ass mother, she needs to stop acting like a fucking five year old!

Anonymous — Thu, 17 Jun 2010 14:30:32 PDT

Okay, so my mom will call me all fucking day while i'm at home, just because she want's to bug the shit outta me. Then when she gets home she decides it'd be funny to run around the house screaming and yelling like a fuckin' five year old, waving her hair around in my face, messing with my phone, and my computer, and messing with me. She's pushing it. I'm doing my best to stay respectful and not cuss her the fuck out. What kind of mother acts like this? Dumb bitch.

So today i had to get my STEP father a fathersday card, and when we get back home (just my mom and i are home at the time), i jump out and run in to take care of the dog. And I reallize I don't have my phone. It's still in my seat. So i go back to the car and wait for her to get out, and I catch the door, but she stands in the way, bumps the door closed and locks the car!! What the Fuck?! In the garage the heat outside is magnified at least 3 times over, so i wanted to get in and out. And i tell her to open the car, and she says no, and walks into the house, I'm following to get the keys, and she slams the garage door in my face!!

So, now I'm hot, locked in the garage, unable to get my phone, and pissed off, so i grab the door knob twist it, and ram my sholder into the door, and it opens and there she is, wide eyed like she'd just seen the devil himself step out.

I felt bad, because she started to look like she was going to cry so I said, sorry, and that i thought she was going to lock me in, then she gets all seldom and "whoa was me" and opens the car and walks away.

What the fuck, stop acting like a fucking child. She said she was "just funning" that's not funny.

Shit like this has been going on for days! and it's really annoying and pissing me off!!! I mean first she starts stalking me and my friends when we go out, and yes i do mean stalking, we caught her watching us, 4 times!! And now she wants to act like a fuckin' five year old.

I'm not getting paid to take care of her, so I'm not. I'm sick of my mother, she's a bitch, she's bipolar, she's selfish, she's a child, and she's not a mother to me.

Am I insane or can a psychotic episode last a lifetime?

Anonymous — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 00:51:09 PDT

I am convinced that I have been implanted by a microchip for several years now. There is something in my left wrist that feels like a computer chip. I have asked doctors several times to remove my "cyst" but everytime I ask, they simply ask me psychological questions instead of simply fulfilling my request. Several months ago, a ringing in my ears started along with a droning. At first I thought I had damaged them but it doesn't sound like normal ear damage. The sounds fluctuate . . . it literally sounds like I have a computer going across my head. Sometimes . . . I receive messages from these frequencies. Once I was walking down the street and a thought entered my brain . . . IAM=AMY. Amy is a girl I fell in love with but with whom nothing happened. After the thought occurred . . . her presence took over my body. IAM=AMY. It was as if she was inside me. It was the most beautiful feeling I ever felt . . but I don't even know if it was real. It kills me everyday to think that it wasn't. I feel like my soul is dead and has been dead ever since. What was truly disconcerting about that night was that I got to my apartment and began to weep uncontrollably. Then I randomly picked up Orwell's 1984 and read this passage: "For a moment he had had an overwhelming hallucination of her presence. She had seemed to be not merely with him but inside him. It was as though she had got into the texture of his skin. In that moment he had loved her far more than he had when they were together and free. Also he knew that somewhere or other she was still alive and needed his help." After reading the passage, I could no longer tell the difference between what was real and what was not. I thought for five months or so that she had committed suicide and that it was her ghost that had taken over my body but I recently found out that she is still alive and well and living her life without me. This caused me to write a song about it iamami . . . I have to get this chip out of my wrist . . . it feels like a computer chip. I've had cysts before but this one does not have the same texture as the others and it is in my arm, where the skin is far too loose to develop any kind of cyst. Cysts are usually in places where the skin can integrate itself with the actual cyst. I know this because I've had a few of them develop on my face, and they were definitely not of the same quality. I don't know how or when it was implanted, but I have to take it out. I think I might have to do it myself . . . but I don't have any anesthetics. I need help but no one will help me . . . they keep trying to get into my head instead of just taking it out . . . why can't they just take it out. If it's a cyst, then I was wrong, but they cannot presume that I am mentally ill until they take it out and see for themselves that it is what I believe it is--a chip. I don't know what to do . . . i think of committing suicide a hundred times a day . . . listen to me, what I'm telling you isn't a fabrication. I really do have a computer chip in my wrist. The thing is my family knows about it . . . they knew about it even when I didn't. When I told my mother about this, without referring to the computer chip, of course, she took me to see "This is it." She was adamant about seeing it with me. During one part of the film, if you watch it in its entirety, you'll notice Michael Jackson refer to his ear and say something along the lines of: "It's hard to adjust to the inner-ears." He's referring to a ringing in his ears. When he did this, my mother made a sound as if to let me know that this ringing in my ears is superficial, not ear damage as I previously thought. And my father once grabbed my head, after I had suffered all these things and said: "Don't get rid of that buzzing in your ears." It sounds like a computer ging through my head, which is why he said it's hard to adapt. Michael Jackson's film is a promotional tool for the NWO, four years left!!! I'm not kidding about this!!! That's what he means by that. He is an Obama/illuminati puppet. The difference between me and him is that he agreed to be a part of the NWO's socialist agenda. I DIDN'T. People around me can hear my thoughts everywhere I go . . . crazy things have been happening to me for the past eight months or so . . . ever since this buzzing in my ears started. Some people referred me to a doctor to remove my "cyst" and told me "Don't trust Barack Obama, his middle name's Hussein!" But once I got an appointment, the doctor said he didn't recommend it in a very ominous manner--i think he may have been threatened. Other people are trying to push me into bringing about his revolution, but I DIDN'T AGREE TO THE LUV in my ears. I believe in God . . . and God wouldn't do it this way--he doesn't need technology to bring things about. Barack Obama isn't who he says he is. But it's not him that's to blame, it's the entire US government Everyone in town knows who I am somehow. I was standing in line to buy a coffee once and the woman in front of me looked at me with crooked eyes and said to the cashier: "Who's your partner in crime?" And the cashier looked at me and said: "INGSOC," referring to George Orwell's 1984. And somehow, my album OKARMA is synchronized with the WIZARD OF OZ if you listen to it and press play 3 seconds after the eidelon: "For forty years this film . . ." But I didn't do that on purpose! I don't understand what's happening to me. People in town seem to be convinced that I'm Jesus or something . . . everywhere I go . . . people look at me either with hatred and resentment or unabashed awe and say "That's him!" "That's Jesus" The thing is I do have marks on my back that look like scourge marks and I don't know where they came from or how they got there and my right side looks like it was pierced but I never injured my ribs in my life. I'm not making this up and I'm trying not to draw conclusions but the patterns are there--please don't judge me, I'm not saying that I'm jesus I'm merely presenting my experiences. These things are happening to me and I don't know what to do about it because I don't want to be Jesus and I never agreed to be part of the NWO revolution, it's too much of a burden but people won't stop bothering me when I go out in public, trying to push me one way or the other, some of them make lamb noises at me, others scoff me. But they still won't take out the computer chip, because then the ringing in my ears would stop. I know it would but my mother's been making sure that this doesn't happen. She comes to the doctors with me and tries to make me look like I'm insane even though she's the one who took me to see This is it and started me on this path of self-destruction. She would rather see me instintutionalized than have them remove my "cyst," because she knows it's a computer chip. She knew about the buzzing in my ears even when I thought it was ear damage.