Rants
Fuck you, trams of Manchester, for making my boyfriend miss his train & consequently sleep in the station instead of with me. I had plans! We're new & excited! I had prepared & shaved & secreted the condoms and lube in his room for ease of access! And we didn't get to spend last night together either, & didn't hang out much thismorning! continue reading »
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No, fuck you, talk to her yourself. I will not be your go-between. You're both adults, you're both fine. Nothing is stopping you from getting in touch with her again of your own accord. continue reading »
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We had a fight back in January. She has since left. Now she's back and I can see her wound hasn't healed yet. She re-opened mine. At each opportunity when we're the only ones in the kitchen, she will whisper (rather pathetically, I can still hear clearly) hurtful words about me. You have no idea how hurtful those words are. She always calls me a kid. continue reading »
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At my school, there's the students from the the regular middle class and there are kids from the upper middle class. The regulars have normal classes, the rich kids have Accelerated. I just want to say that the regular kids are less friendly. They are the cause of my summer depression and they are the reason my relationships with my parents will never be the same again. continue reading »
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I'm tired of people who just want to sit around and talk about using social media to "engage the community," twitter, web strategies, big lofty shit about social technology (blah blah puke) just for the sake of talking about it and drinking beer - I mean all the fucking time. There's work to be done. It's a fucking facade really to have happy hour. continue reading »
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