moanlog – Anonymous moaning

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

Why is life unfair to some people more than others? God, please, give him a chance! He deserves better!

I'm so done with being single now. All I want is to be the guy in movies and TV shows who gets the girl in the end, but it seems that's too much to ask for. I want someone who accepts me for all that I am and who I can be comfortable around. Someone who I can have fun with, laugh around, and do stupid shit with that nobody but us would ever understand. All I want is someone that I would brave an earthquake for, someone who I could put above all else, someone who I can fall in love with.

hello, good moaning

To the ginger cat that occasionally comes into this house to be fed: stop scratching up my arm you little furry bastard :)

shut up
shut up
Shut Up
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
why do you feel the need to bring us down into your depressed world?
no it's not reality, the reality is that your getting yourself depressed about all this stuff but you aren't doing fuck all to change it are you?
so get off your fucking ass, come moaning to us when you have actually tried and failed yeah?
Bastard

I despise my body. I am terrified of showing it off. Fuck insecurities. Men will never understand the pain us women go through. My body disgusts me. The stretch marks won't go away. the lovehandles won't go away, my back acne won't go away, my discoloured skin won't go away, and my boobs won't get any bigger. I am sick of waxing and shaving and scrubbing and smoothing. I am tired. I am tired of looking at it. I am tired of standing in front of the mirror marvelling at all the things I want to change. I am tired of not being able to wear all the dresses I love in fear of showing off this or that unattractive part of my skin. I am terrfied of sex. I despise my body.

Serriously, I set up an Amazon wishlist for a reason. You're shit gifts are that reason.

I miss you and no one else but you. Without you everything is fucking up. :(

Okay, I don't mind being there for you. I don't mind being someone you can complain on, or vent on occasionally. But I am NOT going to get in the middle of this. Yeah, you're fighting, but I refuse to lie to my father about your whereabouts so that you don't have to speak to him on the phone.
I'm not getting involved in this! I don't know what's going on, and I don't want to. So keep it to yourself. Thankyou.