moanlog – Anonymous moaning

Why can't I just be in love

Broke broke broken.

When you see somebody walking towards you on a narrow path, and you're there walking double-file with your friend.. it should be a natural motion for either you or your friend to move into single-file and allow me to walk past without having to step into moving traffic.

Further more, when you're walking perpendicular to the flow of pedestrians, it would make sense for you to not stop mid-step, because the 'flow' doesn't like having to guess what the hell you're doing.

You know I work. You know I have a full-time job. Why do you call me at 11am to ask me what I'm doing and proceed to tell me about your day?

i fucking hate your mentality you fuckkkkingg close-minded idiot. i fucking hate you to the point i wana slap you across the face and maybe kill you you
e fuckin selfish and inconsiderate. you fucking throw a fit at me whenever you're in a bad mood n expect me to humour you afterwards?? kiss my ass u fuking retard and cease to fuckin exist.

I hate your fake protective mother routine, you've got your own kids to look after, god knows it, they need all the looking after they can get; they're pretty fucked up. Stop thinking I'm your son because I'm not.

I hate you. You're a waste of space, oxygen, and life. And I swear down, if you carry on playing your fucking awful music at 11:30pm, stopping me from sleeping so much that eventually I give up and come on this because I can't even hear myself think, I will do myself, society, and the gene pool in general a HUGE favour, and fucking kill you.
You get pissed on one can of beer, and think that it gives you the excuse to do stupid stuff when your parents are not at home.
Well FUCK YOU, and I hope you trip over your CD player, fall out your window, onto a very large rusty metal spike.
Goodnight, asshole.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong? NO. I didn't. You need to stop now. Because what you're doing is not fair. Everytime it happens it's followed by the same awkward conversation, which fucks up my day, and I don't need this. I've already said what I think and feel, so just stop now. You are not helping yourself. What you want and how you think you're going to get it are not in sync, so sort yourself out before dragging me down.

What a hypocrite. All that shit you used to tell me off for and now look at you. My my how the tables have turned. I can't wait til this all blows up in your face and I'll be away from your shit. What goes around comes around.

How does one make amends with oneself? How does one make the insufferable sadness undone? How does one escape eternal darkness?

There was a time where I would lend my advice to others on these sort of things. But these days, I simply do not know anymore.