You're going to die.

Plus there's the whole thing of you being a neo n### pedo sympathizer

Every accusation is a projection. Take a good hard look in the mirror. Hacking, sabotage, serial fraud, attacking the very people who provided your revenue stream? Yeah that's mega levels of selfish you psychopathic temu version of Griffith.

Would you be affectionate if that person kept attacking or enshittifying everything that mattered to you? I think not.

YOU KNOW, I'M REALLY ANNOYED I'M NOT OVER YOU. YOU'RE A SELFISH, AFFECTIONLESS B####. I BROKE UP WITH YOU! WTF? GET OUTTA MY HEAD!

My heart breaks...every f###### time i tell myself i let it happen to me. I began to like my professor, he approached me and before i knew it he had my number and i had his. He was my friend on fb and it seemed like a wonderful love story. Then began the texting first shared interests, then sexting which i had never done. Then due to my inexperience in just about everything...He told me i was "prude"...All the while he psychologically analyzed me...There was no sex, just oral. Still i fooled myself when i believed he could love me. In reality he wanted sex which i refused to give. Then as i waited outside my class eager to see him, he walked in front of me holding his future conquests hand smiling with her. I actually liked him. I didnt do it for the grade i truly liked him......Read Full Rant

Why hang on to me if you got a gf? Im trying to break free and find a single man who will love and appreciate me. Deep down I think you regret having her as your gf because you are in love with me. Im not dumb. You arent happy cuz shes boring and isnt as sexy as me. I dont want you though.

I hate my life so much. Not because I have it bad or something, I just hate it. I'm never happy, I'm always bored and feel unfulfilled. Even if I found something to do that I enjoyed, I just think, what's the point? What's the point of ANYTHING? If fate and destiny is real, then it doesn't matter what I do because I can't stop what's already been planned out for me.

I'm literally dying of embarrassment just thinking about it. I walk into what I thought was the right bathroom, still distracted by my phone, and suddenly I'm face to face with three guys at the urinal. I mean, I was so oblivious, I just stood there for a few minutes texting away, completely unaware of the awkwardness unfolding around me. And then, when I finally make eye contact, I'm like, "Oh no, this is not right." I grabbed my bag and made a hasty exit, but my face is still burning from embarrassment. I mean, what even is that? How do you recover from a moment like that? I'm just replaying it over and over in my head, cringing harder each time.

For crying out loud, the CNAs at my work are driving me insane. They're throwing away perfectly good washcloths after a single use. Like, what even is that? They're supposed to rinse them out and toss them in the dirty laundry bin, but no, they'd rather just chuck them in the trash. And then they have the nerve to come to me, wondering why there aren't any clean washcloths on the shelves.

I've been busting my b### to keep them stocked, staying late to wash and dry new ones, digging through the dirty laundry to find usable ones. But no matter how many I put out, they just disappear. And then they have the audacity to ask me why there aren't any available. Um, maybe it's because you're throwing them away like they're paper towels?

I finally had enough and decided to stop going out of my way to make...Read Full Rant