People complaining about being targets of death and actually celebrating those who kill and of peoples' death. For those people that it'd be the target of, like Trump for instance, amongst others, do not complain when you do s### that riles people up to such an extreme. Normally, people don't go wanting and desiring people to die. Only when you constantly do extreme s### that immensely f#### up their life to the point of actually them dying is when they go ballistic. Just common sense.

People keep doubting me. I wish I could prove them wrong.

I don't know why it's just so hard to show the most MINIMAL amount of respect out in society. Like, people would still rather be a####### to people, unwittingly gambling their life away if it comes to that for being jackasses. The one thing I am 99% confident about that where it's like a near nonexistent reason whenever I look over my back a bit frequently, usually at night the rare times I'm out there, is that I disrespected someone. I can still live my life in peace. Can't picture being hated

To get the pets, the dogs and cats that the haitians have tooken...we will invade venezuela and get the oil in cans to pay for the no bell piece price for the grande mufty, our perspident. so thare.

Muttr has been promising to come back for about 3 years now and they promised that they'd have a site up in August. It's September 3rd now and still nothing.

Anyways, I'm enjoying TheRantWall. Maybe this is for the better.

I'm probably going to stay mad at my wife for cancelling my party behind my back back in 2018 for as long as I live.

The Holiday season that year was a crappy one for me. Wife and I had conflicting work schedules which resulted in us being too busy to do stuff we always do. No NYC trip, no light shows, no trip to the Christmas village, no Santa pictures.

We did have a Christmas party planned, and given how the season was going, that was my hope to salvage the season. Normally, there's a big affair. My wife and I were equal hosts, and we had a baking contest, my famous cheez-it ranch chicken nuggets (a hit in any league), a winter sangria in a drink fountain, and a plethora of desserts.

We sent all our invitations via Facebook as well as all updates from us as well...Read Full Rant

I'll remember you in every cigarette, every cheap bottle of vodka, every shady opiod deal I went with to, every second home away from dad, every bar you'd take me with pool nights. All while I was just a kid. I didn't have friends but I had you, and you taught me to find love in broken people. I miss you and grieve all over again for every day I remember you are dead.

What's crazy is that I do not think I can have a habit. Habit with like texting on my phone everyday ig but w the events and ppl surrounding me, I cannot have a good habit.

People like that—haters—are just parasites feeding off your hard work, throwing shade because they’re too insecure or lazy to do anything themselves. Well, newsflash: your effort still counts, even if some bitter person refuses to see it. Every sleepless night, every ounce of sweat, is a testament to your dedication. Don’t let their negativity diminish what you’ve achieved. Keep pushing, keep grinding—because at the end of the day, their opinion is just noise, and your real success is in the persistence, not their approval.

what was i on about. i don’t think i’d answer in a heartbeat if i was messaged by a certain someone uh i think i’d panic actually.
maybe i’d answer
i don’t know
f### my life