moanlog – Anonymous moaning

Most guys would die for a girlfriend who did all this and more for you, for us. But you, you take it all and never show any sign of appreciation.

I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat. I don't need to eat.

i hate the feeling you get when no matter how much you want something you know that its impossible to get.

Unappreciative

You could never be a man. I look forward to the day where each girl you are ever with realises just who you are. Your curse will always be with you

Why do the magazines have to be moved now of all bloody times? They've been there for weeks w/o incident. It's exams week.. why NOW?

It occurs to me now that I have been an addict since middle school, using drugs to numb the anguish from a perceived lifetime streak of inferiority. Along the way, there were friends and lovers in a degerating sequence of interest. Today, I see that everyone is gone and I am alone. Perhaps moving alone across the country and severing all ties to home at age 18 wasn't an idea rife with particularly adept foresight.

Today, I hide in the library and cry about long-gone ex-girlfriends, about the emotional reaction I experience when seeing others, about the dearth of social energy, about the regret of talent squandered and chances wasted.

Everyday I see others whose adversities are unavoidably conspicuous -- I feel a dull charge that I cannot help them in some way, though I feel an acute shock of guilt that I cannot get past my own self-induced issues and appreciate my able body and (once) clear mind.

Now, I see that I am sapping resources from a world that have an opportunity cost far greater than the return I could ever generate from them. The world would be economically better-off if someone else were breathing this air instead of me. The world would be economically better-off if someone else were absorbing the sunshine.

Today is perhaps the most hollow I have felt in my short life. I am glad this space exists for me to express this sentiment, because I certainly don't think that I should approach others with these concerns. If there is one thing I have learned as a young-adult, it's that there is no solace to be found in others -- they just want you to stop talking. And so, I shall.

If it's broke fix it, do NOT throw it away

Bitch at the check-out: FUCK YOU, yeah? "Now you can wait for me".. its not my fucking fault if there's a queue. Everyone else is waiting, so you can too you bitch whore. Yoiu're no better than anyone else. If anything you're worse than them.
Next time, if you dont hurry the fuck up, like EVERYONE else did, I'm gonna throw your shit all over the floor and stab you with the pen thats kept by the till.

Go throw yourself off a cliff or something, you worthless, arrogant, piece of shit.

I really cannot be arsed to make the effort any more