moanlog – Anonymous moaning

alright, just kidding. it's awesome!

FUCKING BASTARD WANKER.

Those people who write this sort of thing on facebook should definitely just come here.

we're not just friends. deal with it.

How does one make amends with oneself? How does one make the insufferable sadness undone? How does one escape eternal darkness?

There was a time where I would lend my advice to others on these sort of things. But these days, I simply do not know anymore.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong? NO. I didn't. You need to stop now. Because what you're doing is not fair. Everytime it happens it's followed by the same awkward conversation, which fucks up my day, and I don't need this. I've already said what I think and feel, so just stop now. You are not helping yourself. What you want and how you think you're going to get it are not in sync, so sort yourself out before dragging me down.

The one thing that will make this pain fo away is a hug from you. I can't even ask for that anymore

You're not my problem anymore you spoilt brat.

UCAS you assholes.
FIRST, they cancel the course I really wanted to do and the place I really wanted to do it. And now you want me to pay £10 to add another choice even though I already paid the £21 for the 5 choices when I sent off my form, to get only 4 choices turn up in the letter?
FUCK YOU.
On top of this, your automated bitch on the phone tells me "Call volumes are high at the moment." Like I give a shit. I want to talk to someone about this, because it's important. If your call volume is too high, then get some more fucking staff!

If you know you're going be late for a lecture, don't come at all. I mean seriously... the fact that you can't manage time and come in on time probably means you wont even comprehend what's going on in the lecture.

Not only do you let the door slam behind you, you seem to have have a pair of chav shoes which make sounds like they have in-built speakers.

You then sit down, slamming chairs as you go by finding somewhere to slouch and finally fall asleep.

I never used to be attractive. Now that I am, I always promised myself I wouldn't turn into one of those good looking assholes who make criticisms about others appearances or who think they're better than people who aren't as 'cool'.

But look at me, and look at what I've become without realising. Things need to change. Tonight made me realise that.

If you read this, I'm so, so sorry for what I said, but there's no way I can take that back. No way at all. You deserved everything that was thrown at you apart from that one comment. I don't want you to forgive me. I just want you to know I'm sorry. The thing is, I can never say it.