moanlog – Anonymous moaning

anti-social bastard.
yes i love coming home after a very long day, sitting here whilst you make sure you put your other headphone in halfway through conversation and turning the volume up. but don't worry, as you sit there listening to david bowie on the highest volume, the conversation is flowing well on my side

no matter what I do, how much money I spend on you or treat us, I will never be that person you want to marry and you will never admit it

I really don't get why actors put their hands out in front of incoming traffic as if they have some superpower that is magically going to stop the car from crushing them, and to top it off, they just pause?! Maybe they're all students of the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning and they're training to be in the next X-Men. It's stupid, no one does it, and it looks totally fake.

If you did that in real life you would be fucked.

i wish these stupid adverts would go away

I can't believe I used to like you and trusted you as my friend. You're nothing now, you think I compared you to my bf? He's ten billion times the man you will *ever* be.

I sincerely hope I die before you make me have that conversation with you one more time.

i think i want to marry you. i wish you'd notice my existence.

I hate the way expenses are calculated. What the fucking hell is wrong with taking your odometer reading as the actual distance you have driven? Surely that's the o-fucking-dometers job?

Grow up, you short-arse cunt.

Thanks for coming to see me, not like I've had major surgery and have moved back home where I'm 5 minutes from your house :/

No balls, no backbone and you certainly weren't a man neither