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Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 7th, '17, 06:16
by Tatteredlion
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I knew going to the hospital was going to be a waste of time. Did you listen to me? No.... I spent hours in an uncomfortable wheelchair just to be told it's just a sprain. Ask you to pick up Advil and you bring back this thing with codeine in it. Um... Advil would have been fine believe me and probably cheaper. Whatever makes you happy. This seems to be the theme of my life. Whatever makes YOU happy.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 8th, '17, 05:47
by Sunlight
God, take your head out of your fuckign ass and fucking pay attention to me when I tell you shit. Or don't and don't pretend you care. I get that you're going through a ahrd time but so am I. You don't want to hear about it or think about it, fine. Just don't pretend like you do and then have no idea what I'm talking about when bring it up again in response to your questions! I'm perfectly fine not talking about it. In fact, I prefer not to talk about it. And I definitely don't want to be explaining ti t o you every single day. Leave me alone. Just fuck off wit h your pills and your stupid condition and just leave me the fuck a,lone with mine.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 8th, '17, 13:12
by jacobgrey
Hi, brain. Little request. If we could actually start working now instead of wasting time off from normal work on STILL not getting this project done, that would be perfect.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 21st, '17, 00:42
by Tatteredlion
For once I'd like this rant to not be about you. Why is it always about you? You drive me insane, my friend thinks I'm crazy to live here. I don't know why I still do. It's hilarious how you say you don't trust me when it's you that steals everything. The litterbox that went missing is in your room with your stuff in it, and now you say that I stole $45 from you last week? Huh? What? The? Literal? Hell? I wouldn't steal anything from anyone. I've never been through your purse or anyone elses for that matter. I am tired of this shit. I don't know what your problem is but I wish you would stop with these baseless accusations. I never stole anything from Dad, never from you or from my other sister. Or from anyone else. I see someone drop money and I'll pick it up and give it back to them. Where in the world did you get that I take things? Your ex used to take everything, I'd catch him in the money so often that it wasn't funny and all those times you "borrowed" money without ever paying back a red cent. Why do I even bother? This world isn't for me anymore. This is what my life has amounted to? I honestly with I hadn't been an honour student. I wish I had brought in C's and D's. Maybe that would match more with what I have now. I have some thinking to do. My sister was right, I'm just a pile of crap that has no future. So why bother? There will never be anything better for me.... :(
Please stop calling already... I don't want to talk to you. I answered once and you tried to start another fight. Just stop already. 22 phone calls in a row is too much. I don't want to fight. Please just leave me alone.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 25th, '17, 01:08
by Moi
I'm so tired of people.
I'm tired of talking to people, listening to people, people being shitty, people being ignorant, people being inconsiderate, etc.
I'm sick of being made to care about shit I don't give a single fuck about.
I don't give a fuck how the bed is made.
I don't give a fuck about how my clothes look.
I'm sick of being told how to do shit I already know how to do and being treated like a toddler when I'll be THIRTY YEARS OLD NEXT YEAR.
I wish people would just leave me the fuck alone and get out of my ass or just stop being such ignorant fucks.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 25th, '17, 08:56
by Madissskin
I wish I had someone to go spend christmas with...
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Dec 29th, '17, 20:15
by Tatteredlion
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I don't appreciate you trying to dictate my life. You have a freak out on me this morning all because I didn't tell you when my appointment is with a therapist.... Really? Hm, well maybe it's because I don't want you there. I don't want you to try to run my life. I know I'm doing a heck of a good job of running my life off the tracks and into the dirt. I'm being destructive. I know. I'm no good for me or for anyone else. I realize this. I still don't want you to dig me out. All you will do is lord it over me for the rest of my life. You lord everything else over me. Maybe if you showed that you were genuine in wanting to help maybe I'd accept it more. I do know you though. I know what you are like. You still tell people about when we worked together. That was more than 20 years ago... let it go. You were a bitch then, you are even worse now. I thought your story yesterday about how you pursued this guy that doesn't want anything to do with you was just like you. He obviously doesn't want ANYTHING to do with you. For heavens sake he was ducking behind people to try to hide himself. What do you do? You run after him. You didn't do this once. You do this over and over. He was at work... You know he could have pressed charges against you, got a restraining order against you. Lucky him, unlucky for me you are my sister and I have to put up with you. Maybe you should take a cue from him and from me and just leave people alone that don't want you there. So when I politely decline to tell you when an appointment is maybe you should listen to my wishes. Please leave me alone. If I have to I will move out and be homeless. It's obvious that this is what you want. Never mind that it's -22 out there. I'd rather not be anywhere near you.
Wow, just wow... So now suddenly you come in and demand that I produce dads laptop. Uh you took it months ago. I was glad since it was in my road. Plus now you are saying that the dresser that I "took" you wanted. You never wanted it. You wanted the tall boy and that's what you have. So now you are blaming me for taking the laptop and selling it on ebay? I don't even use ebay. Why would I sell it? I don't even have the password for the dammed thing. It would probably have sold for maybe a few hundred at most. How much do you think it is worth? It's ages old. I don't understand you. So now you will charge me for a laptop since you want it so badly. Hm. Funny enough you took it months ago, so how am I ever going to actually give it to you? Plus it's funny how you leave your purse and say that I took $45 from it. Oddly specific amount to steal. You most likely spent it and just don't want to tell that to your boyfriend or whatever the hell he is. I never took your money. I never touched your purse. I would never touch your ugly little purse. I would never touch anyones purse. I guess you left it with me that one time to make sure that my finger prints were on the purse so that you could go to the police about it. As if they'd bother for that little amount. Pft. I dearly hate your guts.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Feb 8th, '18, 22:44
by Moi
It's not worth it to completely trust others.
No one is perfect and people betray that trust.
There's darkness is every person, and you can't always see how deep that darkness goes.
It's impossible to know someone fully.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Feb 26th, '18, 02:50
by AutobotDen
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I'm sick and tired of being the one who has to do everything around here during the week, and being treated like i'm the only capable/competent adult in the house. I'm sick of being treated like I have to kiss ass just to avoid being kicked out of the house, like my opinions don't matter, like it's SUCH a huge inconvenience to do things a different way that would help me get things done,
like I don't matter, like i"m just your personal maid/secretary. I have enough shit to deal with just with my own mental illness, physical problems, and basic self care. but apparently, if I say something, i'm being an ungrateful bitch.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Feb 27th, '18, 05:46
by Sunlight
I wish I could just sleep forever.