Rant Thread - Page 71

cannibalnuns · 01-23-2006, 12:48 AM

Note: I am sure we all can relate this to experiences in general we have came endured. A phone call, letter, visit, e-mail and instant message- these things that sometimes bring back such feelings. More so when someone you give so much is the one who does so.

Oh how elegant some can be with words, when the last radiant resplendence of joy leaves them. Then suddenly you become their number one, their emotional tampon and a large part of their life. They pick up the scraps of what relationship you had and form a collage of memories to bring you back under their blackened wings. Though it is already in shambles and only parts remain. Nothing that was once a full picture is what it was. It is simply a make-shift act of desperation- a patchwork job. You know that, one last attempt to recover a fumble near the goal line.

Of course they fail to realize that they were never there for you, you were opportune when they wished to have someone who listened or to love them. These are the, moochers, takers, abusers, liars, cheaters, gluttons and emotional fiends. They are only bags of flesh, with no real emotion and care nor any consideration. They only feel for themselves, that is why they need people like you and I.

A mosquito would suit the like better, as they –do- enjoy sucking away as much of you as they can. They are so small and have such a capacity to drain others; they creep around from person to person taking what they want. I find the small creature a spitting image of these caliber cretins. They grow bigger when they take away something, as they can’t get it from their own resources or self. On another note nobody likes an insect that harbors disease, which it spreads indiscriminately. From one person to the next, taking away what they can without being swatted. And infecting the next person with the same feeling I now share.

Little mosquito, sooner or later you will land on the wrong arm of someone who is far more clever than you are.

You have a mountain of emotions to stand triumphant on, though gradually you forget that your triumphs over ones heart would begin to rot near the bottom and works its way up. We can spread our own diseases as well..

It looks to as if the foundation is about to crumble, I will be there, watching like “God”, whichever deity you believe in. Others will also be there; I am not the only soul. Did you forget such wrongful behavior turns a beating healthy heart black?

I wonder what one in particular will have to say on the long trip down from grace. I am sure I am not the only one who will wonder. Dear souls, what acts of desperation will you try to impose upon us?

“You see those going down you saw while going up. And others built the mountain you now claim. Remember that and know you will see me on your decent from your high horse. But will I take the time to listen when I have been made the fool one to many times?”

All stemmed from their own ignorant bliss that light which banished you from their plastic world. I relish the way; the shadows return with the fading light, they look to those shadows. You were a mere shadow in their life afterall. A shadow they ignored while their world was bright. The selfish wants and thoughtlessness, which made that very, light banishing you from their plastic kingdom.

I relish the way; the shadows return with the fading light and they look to the shadows. The people they once gained from, now only specters thus in essence a shadow of their formal selves.

And the crocodile smile emerges like an evangelist asking you for money when they have nothing to offer worth writing the check for. Then that silver tongue speaks dripping with the sweetest of nectar, in a vain attempt to tempt you into pollinating, so their emotions can sustain new life. Do you think it will work as you intend it to?

“All those nights I listened to your mindless babble about your dead beat boyfriend and all the sympathy and care I gave to you. Did you forget it all so easily and so soon? “

Whispering sweet words we (the foolish and trusting) once found so appealing, though now they make us only colder. The tone of those candy-coated words; so clever that even Loki might become confused by them.

I wanted to thank you all who have touched my life. I wanted to thank you for touching others lives who relate to what I just stated. We all thank you for making us stronger and reminding us how emotions (that make one forget common sense) should not be shared so openly. You taught us the pleasure and importance of being cynical. You taught us how to ignore others like you and to see through such facades. You made us realize how human we are and reminded us that we still actually feel pain. We want to thank you.

I am neither Jesus Christ nor a patron Saint; I am guilty of this too. But at least I do feel regret and I at least make it an effort not to use people. Sometimes we fuck up, we all do at some point. We all forget some people on a daily basis, but that is not the same thing. It is not breaking a heart or finding them convenient several months or year down the road. When they come back only because, you had the good stuff they recently lost. Only after they lost something they felt at the time was better than what you had, do they come back.

I end with this… “Welcome back, is it the same? Smelly but now old and lame. Did you ever think to miss me? Here's my ass, come on and kiss me." - GWAR

End Rant.

ghostposts · 01-23-2006, 02:08 AM

You just described my sister. What I don't understand is why she keeps getting away with it. It seems that charisma, vulnerability and the false compliments and attention she shows others is a killer combination, capable of blinding most of the people she meets.

She contributes nothing and takes whatever she can get, then wants more. She controls and demands as though it's not only her right, but her portion, like an owner ordering her slaves around. It's really amazing how many people just give in to this. Of course by the time folks see this side of her they are in too deep to just walk away.

She's such a lying hypocrite, and Mom kisses her ass and always will.

If I call it, Mom gets so upset she almost has a heart attack. She's 71, and has 2 forms of heart disease, and the only thing keeping her alive is my constant caretaking.

I managed to get her to the doctor to get diagnosed with diabetes, then with both forms of heart disease and now with complications that almost killed her. I take her in to see the doctor twice a month, take her in to get blood tests 4 times a month, and for nearly 2 months served most of her meals. I do her shopping, laundry, change her bandages, take her blood pressure, check her blood sugar, pay her bills, clean her house, cook most of her food, ect. She's finally getting around a little but has a long way to go.

I don't get paid for this, I just don't pay trailer lot rent, or gas and water. I pay electric and phone, plus keep a car in working order. Sometimes she buys food, car parts or gas for the car, or slips the kids a few dollars. In return we fix or paint the house, buy lumber and anything the house needs for repairs, do yard work, buy her groceries when she's broke, plus buy appliances and give her a chunk of the income tax check every spring. We've rebuilt her floors in two rooms, replaced the tub and toilet in one bathroom, bought a water heater, a refrigerator, a washing machine, tvs, a bed for her, the couch, installed a rail in her room so she can get up easier, bought a fence and underpinning, and paid for and built her a porch, front and back. We don't live here for free, but she keeps saying that she's helping us (As though it's only her doing it all) and that she hasn't done enough for the bitch.

What bugs me is the way my sister bleeds her dry yet gives her nothing but grief. The bitch calls up when Mom can barely walk and pay for her meds and food, and starts whining and crying, laying fabricated problems on Mom, worrying her. Then hits her up for as much as Mom can squeeze out. Money, food, rides, a shoulder to cry on, you name it.
Mom even told her she could move in. Gawd!

The bitch said she couldn't live with me. So now it's my fault that she is living with some guy. Never mind that she blew the rent on trash.

It's my fault that she lost her kid. Never mind that she let her house go to hell, with cat dung all over the floor, or that she was such a space cadet the nurses called child protective services before she ever left the hospital with her newborn baby. She moved in with us, then lay there with her fingers jammed in her ears and let the baby lay there and scream in the bassinette until I went in and fed him. (He was 2 weeks old)

Never mind that she was on the phone calling the social worker to come and inspect her house, with cat shit all over the floor, or that she was in violation of the agreement with the child protective services worker when she took the kid over there.

After 6 months she hasn't managed to pull her shit together and get her kid back. But the bitch didn't do anything wrong, it's always someone else's fault.

I hate my Mom's stupidity.

I guess if it was my kid, I would be blind, too, but I'd like to think I wouldn't. How can someone so vampiric be happy and healthy? By letting her act this way, Mom isn't helping her be independant and live a positive life. She's just teaching my sister how to use other people. And I hate the way she talks to Mom. It's mean and petty, and Mom appologizes to the bitch and kisses her ass.

Mr E Nigma · 01-23-2006, 02:38 AM

The enthralled thoughts that peruse through my encaged mind bury the intelligible ideas that are held within me. The ideals I hold high upon a stationed plateau are unreachable by the humans of our world. If I was to copy my thoughts of our world we may yet stand a chance at a higher thought plane that could render our world safer for the better. And yet, I am subdued by the people who I am trying to help so much, those that I must explain my thoughts to, bar me from my intelligible explanations and stop my ideas from ever being released into the vast thoughts of our humane society...

I learn with a monotonic tone that our souls stiffen with the wrought of environmental subjugation.

Pain is gained by an overdose of reality.

Reach through the stars of a galaxy into your own mind and keep them free from subjugation, give yourself the ability to know what you know. Think what YOU think. Do not lose yourself into a prolonged thought of society based beliefs. Know who you are. Be who you are.

You are You

Keep it that way...

Edit: (I think I just realized I'm being horribly self-centered in this rant... oh well)

tenet_2012 · 01-23-2006, 03:19 AM

My small rant because I am tired and don't feel like typing a lot:

I am so sick of living with jack-asses. I am forced to couch surf in the living room of my brother's place. He has a "room-mate" (his partner but they have to sleep in seperate rooms to keep-up appearances).

They stay-up all night fucking off and doing stupid shit (see randomness for an example).

I am fucking sick and am in dire need of rest and they will not go to bed, even though they have class in the morning (in about 4 hours in fact).

I need to get out of here and to Minnesota. I am going to call the place I am moving to and see if I can't push-up the date.

*sigh*

This is a small obstacle. I will over-come.

ghostposts · 01-23-2006, 06:36 AM

good luck, tenet.

The Minister Saint-Fond · 01-23-2006, 09:55 AM

It's Black Monday.

Think about what you could have done to avoid this.

http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/2971/untitled6hl.jpg

joyslayer · 01-23-2006, 04:16 PM

I could havae died yesturday to avoid it!

The Minister Saint-Fond · 01-23-2006, 07:49 PM

God, I love you, Santarea. I had a green ranger for years. Now I have a red mustang (midlife crisis). I'll be switching to a Lincoln LS as soon as I'm not impoverished (fucking divorce!).

And my throat is killing me because I shouldn't have had all that sake Saturday night, but sometimes you have to get plowed stumble around with your coworkers. It's just as natural as breathing and whacking the weasel.

joyslayer · 01-23-2006, 08:02 PM

Why is it that every good thing that happens to me, some how gets killed, or skrewed up in some tweaked way? I've got this like, inpenetrable fer of loosing the people and things that are near and dear to my heart. I know why I have insomnia. I also know why I dropped 12 pounds, not healthy. Its because I'm too busy fretting over my loves that I forget to eat and sleep. Its not right. I have to stop, but I can't. Like, I just don't know anymore. I've had it up to my jellied eyeballs I can't take it anymore. Two freakin suicided attempts in the same week! Each one stopped by someone whom It would kill me to loose them. I can't hurt them like this, I can't hurt myself like this, But How do I go about stopping? We've seen the resorting to inatimate things for comfort, didn't turn out well, and how do I tell my friends and boyfriends that It's them whose doing this to me? It all started when Josh killed himself, that alone gave me enough complexes to supply this whole forum for the rest of technology's life. I don't know how to make it stop, make it all go away. It just doesn't leave, at all.

WolfMoon · 01-23-2006, 09:33 PM

Joy, I don't understand exactly what you're trying to say sweetie. I am sorry that you're in distress though.

*HUGZ*

ghostposts · 01-23-2006, 10:04 PM

Joy, hon, you need some serious down time.

You can't solve all the problems of those around you, and you can't protect them. You're not God. No one can protect everyone.

If their problems are so large that they try suiciding, then they need professional help. No wonder you're overburdened.

You can't tell them it's them making you hurt, and predict how they will react. Just step back, take a breather and make yourself scarce for a bit. Break the cycle of interdependance, 'cause you can't be their professional help. They need resources, therapy and perhaps meds you can't provide. As long as they come to you, they won't seek help elsewhere.

It's hard and it's scary. Talk to a counselor about this. They may be able to hook your friends up with someone who knows how to help them. Also, you may be depressed, and need grief therapy for your loss.

Talk in person to someone with connections: A professional who can help you straighten out this tangled mess. Don't try to do this alone, or by long distance.

Mr E Nigma · 01-24-2006, 11:30 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by WolfMoon

Joy, I don't understand exactly what you're trying to say sweetie. I am sorry that you're in distress though.

*HUGZ*

I think she's constantly stressing over ex boyfriend's or in this case 2 guys that are really close to her but they tried to kill themselves and she can't handle all the problems that's going on with them.

Joy if I was completely wrong in how i understood that correct me please

cannibalnuns · 01-24-2006, 12:18 PM

Old people are wise sure but suck at driving. "Yes grandpa, that is a gas station and they do sell -gas-. Make your fucking turn!" Either way I do not have the time nor patience to post the trip down 135 and 220. They drive worse than they fuck, not that I would know...... -whistles.- I'm going for a beer.

WolfMoon · 01-24-2006, 01:50 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by cannibalnuns

Old people are wise sure but suck at driving. "Yes grandpa, that is a gas station and they do sell -gas-. Make your fucking turn!" Either way I do not have the time nor patience to post the trip down 135 and 220. They drive worse than they fuck, not that I would know...... -whistles.- I'm going for a beer.

Old people suck ass.

I deal with tons of 'em at work.

joyslayer · 01-24-2006, 06:31 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mr E Nigma

I think she's constantly stressing over ex boyfriend's or in this case 2 guys that are really close to her but they tried to kill themselves and she can't handle all the problems that's going on with them.

Joy if I was completely wrong in how i understood that correct me please

Well, you get a 100% in trying. I was just letting off some steam, sorry if that came out like I was drunk and high. But I feel better now.

It actually is about my boyfriend killing himself, the suicide attempts coming from me, and my two other close lovlies. I can't handle myself and the problems swimming around in my own head. Please do ignore that little rant-whine thing, I just had to let it out.

Disfunction · 01-24-2006, 09:51 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by cannibalnuns

Old people are wise sure but suck at driving. "Yes grandpa, that is a gas station and they do sell -gas-. Make your fucking turn!" Either way I do not have the time nor patience to post the trip down 135 and 220. They drive worse than they fuck, not that I would know...... -whistles.- I'm going for a beer.

No more wise than the average five year old, perhaps less so for their general certainty that they are wise.

new_age_goth · 01-25-2006, 08:01 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Empty_Purple_Stars

Post all of your bitching, sniveling, whining, death threats and general verbal malaise here..

I'll go first..

what a fucking shock..

Yknow for two EXTREMELY iintelligent people you BOTH act fucking retarded as hell..

REALLY..

Does it ever fucking stop?

Huh?

EVER?

Don't you two ever get tired of trying to fucking kill each other?

Don't you two ever stop and look at ALL of the people your mutual venom is destroying??

I got so sick after the last debacle the two of you had friday night I thought I was going to die..No fucking lie..The pain was so bad I couldnt even crawl to the phone to call 911.

Yknow why??

BECAUSE YOU GUYS WONT FUCKING QUIT!!!!

You Don't like her - DEAL WITH IT!

You don't like Him - DEAL WITH IT!!

I am SO FUCKING TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOU GUYS FIGHT!!

REALLY!!!

YOU ARE GROWN ADULTS!!!

The way this is going I won't be talking to EITHER of you anymore, cause I can't fucking handle the stress and the drama anymore..

YOUR INABLIITY to act like rational people is not worth my life..

Sorry Guys..

Makes me want to fucking throw up..For real..

You guys cared ENOUGH about each other to get married and have a kid..

DIDNT WORK OUT..

We ALL know THAT much..

SO what then?

Your 27!

He's 28!

You spend the rest of your lives hurting each other and your kids????

GO TEAM GO!!!

WHAT THE FUCK??

FUCKING STOP ALREADY!!

You shouldnt have to leave, you have friends here..
She shouldnt have to leave, she has friends here..

Hell, I stay here and I have to listen to it from BOTH OF YOU DAILY!!

FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THATS HOLY FUCKING STOP FIGHTING!!!!

I cannot scream that loud enough..

You could BOTH have ended up with WORSE Ex's and WORSE parents for your children..

But nooooooooooooo, that doesnt mean shit..You'd rather be mean and disgusting and hateful to each other day in and fucking day out..

I'm DONE..

Really..

FUCKING DONE..

I have spent the last year and a half watching you two try and kill each other..This makes you happy?

FINE.. Have fun..

But I refuse to let you guys destroy me in the process..

Too many fucking bodies laying around us all as it is, you dont need mine..

*FUCKING SIGH*

*EDIT*

And if EITHER one of you has ONE SHITTY WORD to say in retort or response here I will drive over to both of your respectives houses and whip your asses..

DONT DO IT!!!

NO She said, " Blah blah blah!"

NO He said, " Blah blah blah!"

Read, listen, learn something..

JUST FUCKING QUIT!!

fucking hell ouch!

winged_dreams · 01-25-2006, 10:13 PM

Ok, I don't have much money to spare. And my sister always seems to call up when she needed money. She said it was her ride money. I asked her why she needed money for that and she said her ride didn't have any gas money. I said that's not my problem (because it's not) and then she said she was done with this family. Wow, bad case of overeacting. Get a reality check.

Sanctus Dei · 01-26-2006, 01:13 AM

[random rant]

How fucking worthless must your life really be to waste the trusting sympathies of truly caring individuals? Is it only me who considers wild untruths about subjects some people could actually have experienced horribly disrespectful to lie about? Fuck... perhaps pathological rages help some people to feel special, but why attract such a negative reaction? God... this makes me physically sick, don't fucking lie if your not prepared to be called out for the sad fabricating ass drainage that you are. Thanx, for the god damn venting opportunity.

[/random rant]

Blushing Heliophobe · 01-26-2006, 07:52 AM

I keep up a baby blog so that family members back home can know what is going on with my pregnancy. Anyways, there is a forum attached to this site that I frequent at times. There's an entire section devoted to girls freaking out because they're pregnant, and couples who post trying to get their babies in adoption.

I just got really sad, because of the way that things work out. Some people who are having babies don't want them. Some people that want them can't have them. And it all boils down to a thread online where people call each other 'uncaring mothers' who 'shouldn't have opened their legs' and 'adoption vultures' who are trying 'to steal children from their rightful mothers'.

Why are people so judgemental of the actions/life situations of others? Why do people feel the burning desire to put others down? Why do we need to put a every person in a box and a label on everything? Why has human life become something we barter over in an email frenzy of email addresses and URLs?

What the fuck is gone wrong with humanity?

Manimal · 01-26-2006, 11:25 AM

Humanity hasn't changed, dear. We simply have new and exciting ways to express ourselves and fuck each other over. Ain't technology grand?

ghostposts · 01-26-2006, 12:22 PM

That sucks, Hon. Just enjoy your baby and stay off that site. You can't change those people, and it'll only ruin the time you have with your baby.

Winged, sorry to hear this. My sister pulls that crap. It's called Narcissism.

Blow it off, if you can, till her next round of shit. She's so full of the brown stuff, that's all she can emit. Or, am I projecting?

The Minister Saint-Fond · 01-26-2006, 04:36 PM

Indeed. I know several bitches that, in brazen defiance to the laws of fluid dynamics, simultaneously suck and blow.

JuliaGaltic · 01-26-2006, 04:49 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by bloodlust_punk

sup ppl i'm so bored/worst of all i have a headache!!!!!
aaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaahhhhaahahahaahahahahahah!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorri i had 2 scream..........juss like they say love kills
pain thrills.............lol........................... ..bye

You are giving me a headache! This is a literary site, that means watch your spelling, your grammar and make sure you dot your i's and cross your t's.

You have been asked twice that I have seen to clean up your posts or shut up. Do it!

cannibalnuns · 01-26-2006, 05:29 PM

That is why I advocate drinking.