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My Grandmother is slowly starving her dog to death. She thought he was cute at first but after he grew larger than a cup, she kept him outside. He flinches when she shouts at him and he looks so depressed and sad. Everytime I bring him toys, my Grandmother will throw them away, saying they are too loud and one, a little stuffed teddy bear, she washed and kept for herself. She said he couldn't appreciate such a beautiful toy.
With no human interaction, naturally he has become more aggressive. Her excuse for feeding him once a day was that he was getting fat. Now she is saying she can't cope and will pay a vet, to have him put to sleep. Right now we have heavy snow and he's outside. Outside in a shed and I can't tell you how long it has been since she bathed him. Today I've spent 7 hours phoning various dog homes but nobody wants a senior dog with no house training. I trained him to know the basic commands and he is good with children. He doesn't deserve to die because he isn't wanted. I would take him but I'm concerned about the aggression and I'm never at home. I've never cried so much in my life.
I've been with my boyfriend for four years...and I've been cheating on him for the last month or so...I feel so ashamed.
I hate my life at the moment. I do not want to pursue a career. I do not want to do anything. I only want people to love me. Why can't they feel the way I do? I appreciate the people in my life so much and I get little back....
I am filled with anger. Anger that is slowly bleeding away to hate.
Everyone is so fucking busy blaming and blamming each other into the dirt. Nobody either seems to or wants to understand, that regardless of your age, sex, gender identity, whatever label you proudly slap onto your chest, that we're all people just trying to get to the next fucking day.
You ever catch yourself wishing for super powers or magic? Doesn't matter how old you are, everybody does it from time to time.
Every time I come back to the same thing: Someone the entire world can rally together against. Of course it would never work and it's a fucking pipe dream, but it only fuels my fucking hate for the people around me.
I don't have high expectations. In fact they're rather simple. Survive, help others survive, get to that next sunrise, then figure it all out again, with the only ever present constant being that we, Humanity, are stuck on this goddamn dirtball TOGETHER.
But the only ones interested in saying anything like that only care about the audience they'll bring. The "clicks and the views" WOOOOO.
Fuck them.
And fuck you if you're one of them.
This will likely be buried in the sands of time. Sure maybe one or two, shit I might even get lucky and twenty whole people will see it.
But will it change anything? Will it get anyone to think? No. Because I'm either:
Alt-right because I don't agree with someone.
Alt-left because I don't agree with someone.
A Nazi, because I don't agree with someone.
Whatever fucking low budget brain label these fucksticks want to stick because I don't agree that there is one bad side and one good side.
And if you are one of those people, I just have a small, tiny, itty bitty criticism for you:
You're ALL FUCKING TERRIBLE.
YOU'RE A FUCKING STUPID.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT FUCKING POTS AND PANS CALLING EACH OTHER BLACK.
YOU'RE BEING LITERALLY MURDERED IN THE STREETS BUT RATHER THAN CASTIGATE THE ONES RESPONSIBLE, YOU WANNA FUCKING GIVE IT LABELS AND MEAN SOMETHING MORE THAN IT FUCKING DOESN'T AND IT DRIVES ME TO FUCKING HATE EACH AND EVERY LAST FUCKING ONE OF YOU THAT PARTICIPATES IN THIS STUPIDITY AND YOU'RE ALL FUCKING ADDICTED TO DOPAMINE.
ADDICTED TO THAT LITTLE FUCKING PAT ON THE BACK. FUCK YOU
I'm going to die soon. The stress of being in this fucking world actively agitates bodily damage I've sustained and sicknesses I've suffered throughout life. I'm going to die, filled with hate for Humanity, all because these stupid fucks can't figure their shit out and that inability is going to be the fucking cause.
It's not everyone. There are those out there. The outliers. You know who you are.
And before anyone freaks the fuck out, I'm not acting out above kicking a shrubbery or two in my own yard.
These people, however much they fucking enrage me and fill me with hate and EMBARRASSMENT for being related to you on a genological level, are above wasting my time on aside making a random post on the internet nobody will fucking care about.
I don't think I deserve forgiveness.
I just want people to know.
However few.
At the supermarket today: I was waiting in line to pay for my goods when I noticed this really smelly dude behind me. He reeked of urine and sweat you cannot imagine how disgusting!!
Anyway, I took the shower gel from my basket and put it between his own groceries. He noticed it, but he only shook his head, actually bought it and took it back home (I assume). Even the cashier looked glad that he bought it!!
I would like to confess that I am disgusted by those kind of people. Why do those people not show consideration for others around them?? It really puzzles me. Why do they not buy themselves sanitary products? He could afford dog food and beer for christ sake's!
#angry #disgusted #smelly #stink #reeking #dude #supermarket #hate
I have a crush on Megan Whessels a.k.a The Fanfic Critic on youtube.
I wanna cum on her fat face cause she has a double chin and that was in 2014, I do hope she's gotten even fatter since.
Seriously I would love to smell her armpits after a long hot day.
#bad #sex #megan #wessels #ugly #fat #youtube #fanficiton #i #hate #myself #for #thinking #this
I confess that I hate my family. It's because of their tidiness, they don't have one. I showered some hours ago but first I had to remove the huge hair ball which was stuck in the waterpipe. Then I wanted to dry up but I had to find a clean towel first, one without sperm stains on it.
EVERYTHING in this shitty household is dirty, disgusting and gross! I hate it.
I hate myself. I have sent the picture right away and I can't cry my heart out. I wonder if I'll ever be able to withstand my own reflection. Don't forgive me because I'm not worth it.
I hate men. I grew up on a small rural property just out of town in Tennessee. When I was old enough to wonder why I asked my mom how come she and I were always naked and she simply said dad wants it that way. Mon and I seldom wore clothes unless we were going out. I was expected to undress when I got home from school and be naked all weekend as was she. It was not a particularly loving home. She died when I was eleven, my brothers 14,12,9. I had to assume all the "womens" work after that and would start cooking supper right after school. My brothers never helped. I can't say I was ever embarrassed being naked even when my brothers would have friends over, but that started to change when I reached puberty. All three of my asshole brothers would bring friends over to show them my tits. Get us this, get us that, clean this up, clean that up. I was their fuckin maid. Then the sex started, first they made me suck and soon after fuck. I'm getting gangbanged two, three times a week until I got pregnant. My dad was furious yet it was all my fault for being a little slut. I was too scared to tell him what was happening. He took me to a lady who gave me an abortion. My brothers left me alone after that but I still wasn't to wear any clothes. I got out of that house at 16 and never looked back. Today I have a beautiful girlfriend who loves me dearly and likes that I don't wear clothes.
Whenever my boyfriend gets mad or gets into a fight with me, I can't help but get really horny. Sometimes I wish he would take his anger out on me sexually and just hatefuck me. Other times I like to watch girl on girl porn or hentai and masturbate to it for hours. I wish he catches me one day and punishes me for looking at that kind of stuff after our fights.
I peed in the shampoo bottle of my boyfriend's mother because this stupid woman claimed me for stealing her money.
#hate #shampoo #pee #urine #boyfriend #mother #stupid #stealing #claim #money
Sometimes I just think about what it would be like if I was skinny or if I lost weight. I'm constantly thinking that I should stop eating so I can be happy with the way I look. What makes it worse is that my parents say things to me about my weight and treat me so differently than my sister because I'm big and she isn't. Saying things like "oh you need to lose weight" or "you need to cover up" when I'm not even showing anything besides my stomach. But like they don't even realize how bad it affects me or how it makes me feel. I literally hate the way I look; I can't leave the house without a jacket and I'm constantly sucking in my stomach to look skinny. I just wish I could love myself and be happy with the way I look.
I am stuck in a sexless marriage and hate myself for it. I have had opportunity to cheat and offers from other women but turned them down because I'm in love with my wife. I contemplate divorce everyday but I stay for my kids. I hate myself for not having the strength to walk away.
#divorce #marriage #self #hate #resentment
I hate myself. As a child I heard I hate you so much that I started hating myself & can’t stop. It’s weird. I’m the only person I hate.
Yet I’m a very good person.
#hate
I can’t stand my husband. I cannot leave because we cannot afford it. Now, he wants to buy a new truck, instead of a reasonable car. And he knows I want to move out. POWER. FUCK HIM
okay so i hate my step dad so much because my brother is always crying and he hates crying and he always blames me for it and im like
WELL YOU SHOULD OF THOUGHT ABOUT HOW YOU HATED CRYING BEFORE YOU HAD CHILDREN DUMBASS
I just needed to get this off my chest because i don't know what to do. I ended up cheating on my boyfriend and i hate myself for it. this literally just happened. i don't know if i should tell him or what. he is so good to me. he's literally the best boyfriend i've had. i love him so much and i don't know how i could do that to him. god i truely hate myself...
(Continuation of another secret)
My ex boyfriend was abusive to me and I got the chance to go to a party and kissed 3 different people. (This was about one week before I left him. ) All I felt was guilt. I was hoping I would fall in love and they would take me away from him and everything he has done to me but we live in the real world,not a fairytale. I felt so guilty as soon as I got him I told him what happened and he called me names and tried to punish me and told me I had to act certain ways and do certain things. In other words, he was trying to control me more than he already did. I moved out when he was at work and I haven’t seen him face to face since. He got on social media and said I was a lying,cheating whore. He cheated on me for one whole year while he was on meth. He is still on meth from what I hear because he has lost more weight. He also put his hands on me more often than not. My friends mom caught him choking me once. Everybody thinks I’m a monster and I hate the fact they think that but at least someone on the internet will listen to me. I keep posting this and different parts because my side of the story was never heard. So by me posting all of this it is forcing someone to hear about it...I hope.
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