My sister is fighting cancer and my mother has yet to call her to see how she's doing. All she asked was if she was dying. She's self absorb and I'm done with her.
I hate my fathers side of the family with a passion. They are greedy and how they spend money from our family company is beyond stupid. I avoid them at all cost except a few of my uncles, aunts, and cousins.
Hit someone who you know will not hit back. If you enjoy it, you're playing nice... if you don't like it, you're actually nice.
The reason for hitting has to be absolutely nothing. You have to find someone who will let you hit them.
When I'm alone, I am not particularly nice as I don't have anyone to be nice to anyways... And sometimes I dissociate a bit, in those times I feel like I do have several ways of being and get a bit confused.
But even the thought of hitting someone is a strong no from me, so there's that ! ;D
Throughout middle school I got away with acts of aggression because the teachers and staff of the school not only sucked, but also took pity on a bullied student.
But there was never a bully. I made it up as a test to see if the school even cared to do basic analysis, and not just suspending both parties. They never did.
Not even my family knows, my mom can be regularly heard accounting it as the catalyst from my depression. Even though there was never a catalyst in the first place.
This is a sort of home, Frend. We interneters never quite developed the muscle that tolerates BS.
U don’t like someone online; block, delete, unfriend, unsubscribe, downvote, dislike. I only have 4 ride or die friends, most I’d forget their names in a year
I also rly don’t like my sister. She is a self centers college student and it annoys me so much. When she visits she will be telling me how hard college has been and I listen, try to give advice if I have any. Then later I will be telling her how one of my friends has suddenly stopped talking to me and I’m worried about them, and she responds with, “can you just stop complaining all the freakin time? That’s all I ever hear from you now and I’m tired of it.” My parents also don’t listen to anything.
One of my regular customers, one of my favorites, passed on Friday. I had just seen him Thursday, and when I found out that shift, that Friday, I asked my manager to give me whatever work there was to be done. I ended up facing shelves (bringing all the stuff forward), and I cried for about an hour and a half. I kinda feel bad I guess, because I don't actually know too much about him, other than his name, and where he worked. But he was a good guy.
When I was like 9 a good friend and I decided we'd mutually blow each other just for the experience.
edit for note: dudeman couldn't suck a dick. You'd think a wet blowjob would be dope, but nOoOoOo... not when it's wet in the wrong spots.
edit 2: I didn't even have hair down there yet... just... weird licking.
I can't wait for the day for my stepdad to ask for my forgivenesses on his deathbed so I can flip him off and say I hope he enjoys Hell for everything he did to me alone.
I hate my mother for who she is and what she has done. If it wasn't for my father I would've moved out 5 years ago and left them to figure their shit out themselves.
“Which one is me again?”
The reason for hitting has to be absolutely nothing. You have to find someone who will let you hit them.
But even the thought of hitting someone is a strong no from me, so there's that ! ;D
But there was never a bully. I made it up as a test to see if the school even cared to do basic analysis, and not just suspending both parties. They never did.
U don’t like someone online; block, delete, unfriend, unsubscribe, downvote, dislike. I only have 4 ride or die friends, most I’d forget their names in a year
Them aliens aren’t going to rescue themselves
edit for note: dudeman couldn't suck a dick. You'd think a wet blowjob would be dope, but nOoOoOo... not when it's wet in the wrong spots.
edit 2: I didn't even have hair down there yet... just... weird licking.