moanlog – Anonymous moaning

Everything sucks.and this is the last time i'll complain about it.

The point of sales is to sell. To sell there needs to be people. People are stimulated by funky advertising, imagined or real incentives and the fashion clause inherent in most consumer driven markets.

The impression can be drawn, that this telecommunications company is the country slurry. Gets around, everyone has it from time to time, but only as a last resort. Oh yeah hentai Mobile Broadband ads, the last bastion of public desperation.

No class.
No class.

I really cannot be arsed to make the effort any more

Pretty much lost all respect for you. You were on a pedestal and now you're the dirt on my shoe

almost had a head-on collision with a motorcycle at a petrol station because he came out of the side of the station at full speed heading the wrong way right at me. at a fucking petrol station! as if the roads weren't enough for them to act like assholes! for fuck's sake grow a fucking brain! it takes less than 1 minute to go the right way!

could you please stop touching me? honestly. stop! okay, i know you are still going to sit reeeeealy close to me on the couch, and fucking hum, and smile at me because you aren't fucking touching me. but just stop it. fuck. get. away. i mean it. stop. stop. okay i'm moving away.

Sick and tired of being compared to your "perfect daughter" unlike your daughter I opted for education and wanted a career. I can cook clean and be a kick ass conveyancer whilst your daughter plays the wife part without a significant other nor a career. It wasn't a competition but you made it into one.

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.

Where the hell is my miracle and blessing in disguise?

I realise now that I do wayyyyyy too much for you. If you don't have time for me then I really don't have time for you. Thanks a bunch.