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| Very Asshole Husband - Nightmare |
Wednesday, February 17 2010 @ 07:16 AM PST
Contributed by: Anonymous | Views: 55 |
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Where do I start? He is such a nightmare, abusive in every way, horrible and insult to men. Not even the biggest asshole on this blog could top him off. He went out of his way to RUIN Valentine's day, only because he knew it meant so much to me. It doesnt even end with that he ignored me all day and slept like a lazy bum. No, that would have been simple. Loser man just yesterday actually beat me, choked me, dragged me from the front room all the way to the bedroom by my neck not to tenderly love me but to try to strangle me. I am not even joking. All because I mentioned to him why he thought I didnt need love. How would he like if his sister got treated the way he treated me? And with that he raged and beat me, threw a glass of cold ice water in my face that dripped all over my body. I was crying, screaming for him to stop, but he didnt. He just took a bottle and hit me in the face, whipped me on my legs. I locked myself in the bathroom broken down.
I hate him, I cant believe we are newly weds. I never knew this side and I cant believe I am married to such a monster. I dont know what to do, I am not rich, I have no extra and I am walking around in a state of shock. I dont feel anything. I just am numb to believing this is happening to me.
If anyone out there prays, pray for me to find a way to get rid of him. The emotional tie in the end doesnt matter because he isnt worth my death. I hate him for hurting me and for being a liar that he loved me when we married. He could have spared me this drama and left me alone to find someone that really would be worth my love. Not this.
He spends the day saying negative things to me, putting me down, making fun of me, saying lies. He just isnt what I wanted afnd now I am married to a real asshole.
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| Going to college doesn't make you a genius, and it doesn't make you better than everybody else. |
Monday, February 15 2010 @ 06:46 PM PST
Contributed by: ARG! | Views: 68 |
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Let me tell you about the people I hate.
It all starts with these antisocial grouchy assholes in high school. They always sit around glaring at everybody, wondering how they can actually "waste" their lives enjoying themselves and live as happily as possible.
These moody douche bags hate this, and always strive to be different. They decide they won't be like everyone else, they will attempt to cure their self esteem problems by going to college and prove to the world that they are a "genius". Then they will prove their "merit" by getting a "real job" in some dumb corporation.
Their self esteem problems will not have gone away. These lame asses will start bullying other coworkers. After getting a thrill of this for a while, they will start backstabbing their way to high ranking jobs that pay hundreds of thousands of dollars. They will spend the money on material things just to prove to everybody that they are "classier" people and that they are "superior in every way".
When called out on their behavior, these jackasses will scream and cry and throw temper tantrums because they think they're always right and secretly fear they are wrong. They will be scared to admit that they will eventually get tired of the fancy cars they drive, the mansions they live in, the spouses they fuck, the children they raise, and how they secretly want to kill themselves over the stress over impressing people.
I hate people like you. I don't have to listen to you bullies say that I have to live like this.
I won't live to work. I'll work to live. I'll be self employed so I can live in the place I love, be friends with the people I like, and travel to the places that fascinate me.
I will live free.
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| My nieces bully is in her 30's, WTF??? |
Monday, February 15 2010 @ 05:41 PM PST
Contributed by: angelboy | Views: 13 |
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Last week I went out of town to go visit my sister (single mom) and my niece who's only 4 years old and a very well-mannered little girl who just wants to play and be a kid.
Now let me make it clear, my sister and I are on the same page that you don't let your kids play in the street and in other peoples yards. She has raised her child to be aware of other peoples property and not to venture too far from her mother or whomever is watching her.
Well, here comes the war story.
My sister lives in a small building with only 3 units. She lives on the middle floor while an older Grandmother type woman (who just adores my little niece and has almost replaced my deceased mother as a Grandmother to her) lives upstairs and a nice young couple live downstairs (they also think my niece is just adorable).
My issue wasn't with them, it's was with the Fat, Lazy, Welfare mom who lives a few doors down. This Human-Reject of a woman had decided for a while that the park that is located accross the street (public park) belongs to her and her children ONLY...
She decided to tell my little niece of 4, that she doesn't want her playing in the park while she's there with her kids. This I found out from my sister and my niece herself who told me the words she used to tell her she wasn't wanted there, in the words of a Big, Fat Slob "I don't want dirty F***ING kids touching mine, now go away!"
Well, that's all I needed... The next morning I woke up early on purpose and waited inside watching TV til I saw the Fat Slob out there with her kids on the playsets that are there for everyone. So I told my niece it was ok to go play in the park. At first she didn't want to (that's how much this woman bothered her, she made her not want to play, GRRRR!!!). So I told her it was OK, that I was gonna be right across the street on the steps to make sure it was gonna be fine. Well, she made her way to the playset, sat down on a swing, and barely moved when the Fat B*tch decided to walk over to her and stick her finger in her face and started yelling at her. I BOLTED from the seat ran across the street and straight at her. When I got close, one of her kids (a boy of about 8) yelled out "Mommy, someone's coming!" So she turned, saw me coming, then started walking back towards her kids. I ran right up to her and said "I hear that you have an issue with this child playing on the playset !?", I said this leaving it kinda open ended to see how she would react. She goes "I don't know what ur talking about!" and turned from me.
To which I replied "Stay the Fuck away from her and if I hear that this happens again, you'll be sorry!"
That was that, I stayed and pushed my niece on the swing for a while as she retreated back to her HOLE she lived in. (I know her unit is a disaster as I had the chance to talk this over with some of the local residents while I was there and some said they had been in or seen inside her unit and it's not suitable for roaches apparently).
So the rest of the day went by fine, til we got back home from getting icecream, when this grungy looking dude comes walking up the steps and rings the doorbell. My sister, almost having a heart-attack says, "That's her boyfriend". So I answered the door, the guy asked if this is where my niece lived (only he didn't ask by her name, he asked if the little girl with the brown pigtails lived here), so I said "Yes, there's a little girl with pigtails here, why?", I hadn't even finished when he started yelling right at my face that he was gonna bust my face out if I ever even looked at her or her kids again. I took this opportunity to step out and close the door so my niece wouldn't hear what was being said. When the door was closed I asked him what his issue was. "He said his girlfriend told him I had harrassed her and made her leave the park and that I called her names like "Fat" which I hadn't".
So I calmly told him what my niece had said and that I believed her and that I had seen and heard it with my own ears. I also told him that I had not called her names even tho she would have deserved it if I had. He then said "I don't believe you." to which I replied "I don't give a F*ck what you believe or not, keep her away from my niece or he as well will be sorry."
So he stormed off yelling profanities at me and my sister and my niece. So I thought, let's see if this works. Well, not a day had gone by yet, when I was outside watching my niece as she played piecefully on the playset by herself when I see her walking past the park and flipping my niece the finger (the finger at a 4 Y.O. WTF???!!!) So again, I jump up, run across the street right in front of her. I looked right in her eyes and said "WOW, you really don't get it do you? I thought I told you to stop harrassing my niece." Then, she starts yelling "Get the F*ck out of my face!!!". At this point I had enough. I said "I warned you, you didn't listen, I even warned the lil f*cker you sent to our door, you didn't listen, so now you're gonna be sorry." and I walked away as she kept yelling at me.
I knew full well this was just gonna make her send that boyfriend of hers back over. So I got ready. I set up my sisters camcorder right next to the door so it could capture everything that happens if he comes looking to fight. So come 8 pm, here he comes stomping up the stairs again, this time I beat him to the door and asked what he was doing there? He started yelling profanities at me calling me every name in the book. I stopped him and told him what happened and that this is why I confronted her. He then tells me that she can flip the bird to whoever she wants. I stopped him again and asked "Do you think it's right to flip the finger to a 4 y.o girl?" to which he replied "That little cunt isn't my concern" to which Ireplied "Thank you very much, I have everything I need now." and close the door on him but kept recording his rants and raves outside the door for like 5 minutes.
What do you think I did with that videotape??? I called social services to come so I could show them the tape of course.
Lets just say, it only took them 2 days before they came to get her kids out of there. We have also started a lawsuit agains't the boyfriend charging him with child endangerment and threats of violence.
The Fat B*tch also got kicked out of her unit as she was getting it at a low cost as she was on assistance and the terms are that she only gets it while the kids live with her. So Bye Bye B*tch!!! U asked for it.
I do feel bad for her kids, but I'm sure they will at least get a good chance now that they are away from her and him.
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| all because a bad advice when I was a kid. |
Monday, February 15 2010 @ 02:07 PM PST
Contributed by: Anonymous | Views: 19 |
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he doesn't even exists and is in my head, trying to deny me happiness again, why? oh now with his ideas that live will die, amazing fucking asswhole, everything will die. but that's not the worst he just doesn't like us playing like children havin the time of our lives, he just simply appears there weak and my stupid compassion joins him instead of getting away, he suffers to make others suffer fuck him. why does he have to appear and stay like that like if he were truth, when he is not at all, he is all fakeness and just stays, what the fuck why didn't I keep playing now trapped with that piece of crap again, like if he were right about something, fucking asswhole, because of him and his ideals i lost almost all my life, not even a piece of what he says is good to me, all of what he says kills me everything everywhere, why did I let him in? he is not even real now, but is the memory of the losers, and the ones who want the winners to die at all costs by mercy to them my compassion poisoned me I felt it clear and clean how it killed my fun, it is not true that the more fun you have the more you are likely to die, your body is wise, my body is better than yours when you think I am going to die because I have too much fun but is just that you don't understand.leave me alone or go kill yourself if you don't like. why I never learned that when I was a kid instead I learned to help those who want to kill me,
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