moanlog – Anonymous moaning

Thanks to the complete cunt who dented my car in Tesco carpark today. I hate you, and if i'd caught you in the act i would've gladly called you a cunt to your face.

i hate life. my life is chocking me. i want to be free but i have no money to support that. i dislike my courses, i dislike the facts that i have to read meaningless text over and over again. FUck CHINY CHIN CHIN and the fat pimpled chipmunk! fuck the fact that some SANTANIST was gonna join the club. FUCK the fact that M kid slept with some random person and puked all over her mom's car!!!!! WTF that girl has problems!! i dislike the fact that i got no money! FUCK Pita!! FUCK Mr. PITA!!! FUCK YOU!! your courses are fucking boring!!!! Whenever I am in your class I wanna fucking commit suicide!!!! I wanna shoot myself!!! rather than to listen to your fucking pathetic lecture about a random fucking article that you found on internet. we paid like 7000 dollars for this fucking education!!! WHAT THE FUCK!! fuck your job!! You don't deserve this JOB!! You SUCK at it!!! ANd dinosaur!!! FUCK YOU TOO!! do you know how hard it was to write a fucking essay about a fucking ebook!! i don't even read fucking ebook!!! I can't believe You BUTCHERED ME and burned me alive!! And..........FUCK dreamweaver!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!! ...PEACE <3

Stop liking your own status and photos; you're lane dumbass

Fuck ever trying to organise any more social fucking events ever again for you bunch of ungrateful lazy bitches. I just LOVE the fact I'm the one who's been roped into organising you bullshit hens do, where we all know you'll fucking sulk and backstab me for not giving you want while at the same time not giving me a fucking clue about what you actually want. And then posting suck up messages on FB to your best friend who is the same bitch who stuck me with this, going on about what a GREAT fucking time you had at the do she organised for you. You are both two faced shores and shitty shitty people.

I'm not psychic. if i wasn't told, don't expect to me fucking know.

only so much 'benefit of the doubt' you can give.

I don't want you...I don't think I do anyway
So why do I feel so jealous whenever there's a hint of you being with someone else and so happy when you tell me you still like me and regret whats gone wrong

For fucks sake, when you're tidying up your shit do you have to make so much fucking goddam noise you fat fucking heffalump?

What am I to you? Would you even miss me or notice if I wasn't here tomorrow?

I really wish I was just one person's priority