The *Official* Venting Thread

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need to vent?
This is the place for you!!!!!!!
vent away my angered friends, vent away
This is the place for you!!!!!!!
vent away my angered friends, vent away
I will be what i could be
Once I get out of this town
9/29/04;6/27/08;6/30/08;8/23/09;08/24/09;5/17/10
Once I get out of this town
9/29/04;6/27/08;6/30/08;8/23/09;08/24/09;5/17/10
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fuck I don't want to write this argumentive essay on the media's influence in US politics
FUCK !!!!1998 ~ Barrie
2003 ~ Toronto
2005 ~ London, Toronto
2006 ~ Toronto
2008 ~ Hartford, Mansfied I,
2009 ~ Toronto, Chicago I, Chicago II
2010 ~ Cleveland, Buffalo
2011 ~ Toronto I, Toronto II, Ottawa, Hamilton
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Fuck guilt. Fuck it.
Tired of being a sucker. Why don't I get to be the asshole once in a while?"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"0 -
Jeremy1012 wrote:Fuck guilt. Fuck it.
Tired of being a sucker. Why don't I get to be the asshole once in a while?I will be what i could be
Once I get out of this town
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i fucking hate venting threads!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i fucking hate venting threads!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i fucking hate venting threads!!!!!!!!!!!!
:mad:oh scary... 40000 morbidly obese christians wearing fanny packs invading europe is probably the least scariest thing since I watched an edited version of The Care Bears movie in an extremely brightly lit cinema.0 -
dunkman wrote:i fucking hate venting threads!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i fucking hate venting threads!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i fucking hate venting threads!!!!!!!!!!!!
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^^^That's postmodern irony right there.'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'
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Jeremy1012 wrote:Fuck guilt. Fuck it.
Tired of being a sucker. Why don't I get to be the asshole once in a while?A human being that was given to fly.
Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/090 -
fucking work have under paid me by £120 because I had time off a couple of weeks ago with cronic tonsilitis. HOWEVER! I made up the hours but they're still not paying me because apparently regardless of time made up, it's still an unexplained absense (
strange, I coulda swore the quack said ACUTE TONSILITIS... twats.). Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse I came into the final week of my course to find out that if I don't submit my work today, I fail... EVEN THOUGH i'm a week behind everyone else due to (oh here's a fucking surprise...) TONSILITIS ABSENCE. Cunts.
I'm just glad I didn't go for MSG tickets afterall.
and guess what?! I think i'm getting tonsilitis again...
oh for fucks sake...Been to this many PJ shows: Reading 2006 London 2007 Manchester & London 2009 Dublin, Belfast, London, Nijmegen & Berlin 2010 Manchester 1 & Manchester 2 2012...
... and I still think Drive-By Truckers are better.0 -
I hate my ex. She's moving an hour and a half away with my son.
"I'll meet you half way." My ass you'll meet me half way you selfish a-hole.
I have a feeling I'll be using this thread a lot.I'll ride the wave where it takes me.0 -
urbanhippie wrote:You're too good to be an asshole J. You know it won't suit
I'm glad you think so. I don't really want to be an asshole but it's true what they say. Nice guys really do finish last. I just get a bit sick of that fact sometimes.
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"0 -
Stone Is God wrote:I hate my ex. She's moving an hour and a half away with my son.
"I'll meet you half way." My ass you'll meet me half way you selfish a-hole.
I have a feeling I'll be using this thread a lot.
ahhhhhhhhh I feel that pain. My ex moved an hour and a half away and then he lost his car in a bad accident and had no $ to buy a new one. So I would drive my son there and back - 3 hours wasted in a day - OR meet half way and my son would have to sit on a train for over an hour - he hated it. thank goodness he now lives MUCH closer.....
hopefully she will learn - that is too far when a child is involved.0 -
My eyes are burrrrrrnnnnnnnnniiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg!!!!
Okay I did this to myself, but I can still vent, right?
Other then that, the weather is crappy yet again in the chi.. and it makes me angry!0 -
I hate this essay
fuck I can't wait till I'm done
4 pages to go1998 ~ Barrie
2003 ~ Toronto
2005 ~ London, Toronto
2006 ~ Toronto
2008 ~ Hartford, Mansfied I,
2009 ~ Toronto, Chicago I, Chicago II
2010 ~ Cleveland, Buffalo
2011 ~ Toronto I, Toronto II, Ottawa, Hamilton
2013 - London, Pittsburgh, Buffalo2014 - Detroit2019 - Chicago X 20 -
"More and more, it feels like I'm doing a really bad impersonation of myself."
Chuck Palahniuk said that. And that's how I feel. I'm just a blank page. I'm sick and tired of acting all happy and friendly, yet I continue to laugh and smile and be friendly. I'm also sick and tired of being sick and tired, I don't want to feel down anymore. It's ok. I felt great, I was genuinely happy and I was foolish enough to believe it would last. I was foolish enough to open up, share... fuck it. I'm lost. I love my friends, and I appreciate they're trying to help me and I hate the fact that I let them down time and time again. I know they want to see me smile and they want me to be happy...
I know all this bullshit will end eventually, but I know it will come back. I lead my life, I do the things I love, I meet the people I love... and sometimes I'm having fun but I come home and I'm broke, I'm still miserable, even more so. I'm alone and I like it. I'm lifeless. I'm a really bad impersonation of myself.THANK YOU, LOSTDAWG!
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Collin wrote:"More and more, it feels like I'm doing a really bad impersonation of myself."
Chuck Palahniuk said that. And that's how I feel. I'm just a blank page. I'm sick and tired of acting all happy and friendly, yet I continue to laugh and smile and be friendly. I'm also sick and tired of being sick and tired, I don't want to feel down anymore. It's ok. I felt great, I was genuinely happy and I was foolish enough to believe it would last. I was foolish enough to open up, share... fuck it. I'm lost. I love my friends, and I appreciate they're trying to help me and I hate the fact that I let them down time and time again. I know they want to see me smile and they want me to be happy...
I know all this bullshit will end eventually, but I know it will come back. I lead my life, I do the things I love, I meet the people I love... and sometimes I'm having fun but I come home and I'm broke, I'm still miserable, even more so. I'm alone and I like it. I'm lifeless. I'm a really bad impersonation of myself.
Thanks. I no longer need to write anything in here, which is great because I didn't have the energy. You're the spokesperson of a generation my friend.'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'
- the great Sir Leo Harrison0 -
fuck Wal Mart and the people that shop there, not only are they ruining our economy, but they don't put their carts back and the employees making $8/hr w/o health care don't pick them up either! Now because I go into a store next to Wal Mart I have a giant dent in my fender because of the ass clowns that shop there and the stupid ass managers that run that shit hole that won't delegate the job to someone to pick up that damn carts.
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Jeremy1012 wrote:
It's true what they say. Nice guys really do finish last.
'Finish? Finish? What is this word.... 'finish'?'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'
- the great Sir Leo Harrison0 -
oooo...Im glad this thread wasn't in existence a month back but good thing. I try not to vent on message boards.These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars to fit the pieces, to tell the story, you don't need to say a word.0
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I knew this guy who was nutso. I won't go too much into it but this is a venting thread?
He'd cut out pictures of my mum into the shape of coffins and stick them on the wall, he'd break into our house and steal all our stuff time and again (when I say all, I mean EVERYTHING, GONE). My brother and I used to joke about it. We'd be like, I wonder how much he's stolen this time? and we'd get home and there would be just a shape against the wall where the cupboard used to be. AHAHA. But then he also did some really awful stuff that I'll never forget like break into our house one night and pin my mum up against the wall with a garden digging fork thing. And he used to burn my cat with cigerettes. He even drained the fish pond once but left the fish in it to die. It goes on and on but I've had a vent now and feel better.
There's lots of small things that annoy me too which I'll get to shortly.0 -
Holy shit...that's awful...Is he in jail now?MattCameronKicksButt wrote:I knew this guy who was nutso. I won't go too much into it but this is a venting thread?
He'd cut out pictures of my mum into the shape of coffins and stick them on the wall, he'd break into our house and steal all our stuff time and again (when I say all, I mean EVERYTHING, GONE). My brother and I used to joke about it. We'd be like, I wonder how much he's stolen this time? and we'd get home and there would be just a shape against the wall where the cupboard used to be. AHAHA. But then he also did some really awful stuff that I'll never forget like break into our house one night and pin my mum up against the wall with a garden digging fork thing. And he used to burn my cat with cigerettes. He even drained the fish pond once but left the fish in it to die. It goes on and on but I've had a vent now and feel better.
There's lots of small things that annoy me too which I'll get to shortly.These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars to fit the pieces, to tell the story, you don't need to say a word.0 -
this assignment at work makes me want to smash my head senseless with my keyboard and it won't end!!!! it's seriously like threading little tiny needles...0
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