moanlog – Anonymous moaning

I swear to god i'm emotionally damaged.

Look I just forgot to click 'reply to all' don't be hating on me so bad.

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 sometimes wonder where I put my pants. I search for it up and down the building, and I think hard and deeply as to where I left them last. Finally, I catch a glimpse of a recent memory that pinpoints the exact geographical coordinates of my pants. After a year of searching, I finally found them.

yh it fine i was there for u through everything wen your dad died all your m8s left u but i stood there but did u forget all that wen u fukin stole my bf u dirty little slag!!!

Doesn't it just annoy you how when your trying to shag a bird, she comes round half way through :(

There's only so much you can keep repeating yourself and then get to the point of fuck it. Who gives a shit

you make me want to throw my brand new smartphone against a wall and watch it break into a million pieces. just to see something destroyed.

I know I work for technical services. I know I am generally supposed to have some kind of vast sweeping knowledge over all technology - this is something I accept as normal in this job area.

But I cannot, for the life of me and no mater how hard I wish I could, Make the Whole Internet faster. IT'S THE FUCKING INTERNET! WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU EXPECT OF ME?!

Fundamentalist parents = lose at life.