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No, gonna take part of that back. I created this side blog to post my rage-induced thoughts every 5 minutes, so I don’t lose my temper and hurt someone. Like really hurt someone.
Honestly, I only created this side blog to let go of some of all the anger and resentment I’ve build up at this point. Because apparently it’s not enough to just write it down anymore. And I guess it’s not socially acceptable to hit people. Or bite them. Real hard.
#talking to myself#either way it helps me not be consumed by rage#long live hate blogging#oh how I do wish you will always somehow both be too cold and too warm#may your left shoe always be wet#may your socks always be too big or too small#and may your charger never fit correctly#hate blogging#tumblr diary I guess#ranting always helps#rant
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Stop stealing my shoes and then complain they are too small. I didn’t even give you permission to wear them.
#oh how the turns have tabled#it feels great being treated as you treat others right?#I have the non stop urge to punch right through your face#blind rage#ignorant#idgf#no more to give from
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No, I am absolutely gonna haunt the narrative now. It is my turn. You had your run.
#may you feel left behind and left out for as long as I did#may you feel every bit of anger you made me feel#may you actually learn how to see other people’s feelings#and learn the hard way for all I care#nope#do not care#my narrative now
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I just got described as an "ad hating commie" by someone because I said a minute of youtube ads is unpleasant. fully spent 5 minutes arguing and defending youtube ads. insane stuff
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Weaponized incompetence my ass just weaponize it back. Once my dad tries to pull the “but I don’t know how to clean the counters as well as you” on my mom and she said “ok honey I’ll show you” and she made him stand in the kitchen and watch her clean the counters. Then she pulled out a bottle of chocolate syrup and proceeded to spray the entire kitchen in chocolate, hand him the sponge and said “okay now it’s your turn”
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Everyone is so weird about people who cry easily. Fellas, is it evil and manipulative to *checks notes* have an involuntary stress response?
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Why?
Why can’t you just ignore it and let it be? You ask me. Why can’t you just be indifferent about it? You ask me. Why is it such a big problem for you? You ask me.
If I start putting cream in your coffee, instead of low-fat milk, every other day, why can’t you just ignore it and let it be? I ask you. If I never close the fridge door, why can’t you just be indifferent about it? I ask you. If I start making sure atleast one of your shoes are wet to the sole, every other day, why is that such a big problem for you? I ask you.
#why#why is it always me#why do I need to be the one to let go#why do I need to comply to everyone else’s needs#if I could I would#I don’t bring friends around everyday that you don’t like#I don’t even ask for you to stop being friends#I only ask to be validated and backed up when I can’t be pushed further back into to brick wall#ranting#always ranting#rage#it’s not rage against the machine#it’s rage against the idiot#ignorant#idiot
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Honestly, I only created this side blog to let go of some of all the anger and resentment I’ve build up at this point. Because apparently it’s not enough to just write it down anymore. And I guess it’s not socially acceptable to hit people. Or bite them. Real hard.
#may you always stub your toe on your furniture#may your belt loop always get caught on door handles#may your left sock always be sliding down#may your right shoe always be annoyingly wet#may you always have a tiny stone in you shoe#may you always stumble and hit every doorframe in sight#may your coffee always be too hot or too cold#may you always step in the water somehow always spilled on your floor#may your shirt tag never stop itching and hurting
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Yes, I’m the bad guy.
There is only so much pain anyone can take, before they break. There is only so much hurt anyone can stomach, before they can’t keep it down anymore. There is only so much disrespect anyone can look past, before they snap and gives the same treatment back.
But when it comes to you, apparently it is only me that has a problem. It is only me who’s acting like a child. Even when I try to tell you, that this is how I’ve been treated for years. Apparently it is still me who needs to grow up.
So yes, I am the bad guy. I am the bad guy for demanding an apology. For meeting petty remarks with petty remarks back. For making harsh jokes, just as you do. Because when it comes to you, apparently I’m the grown up, and you’re the kid. And kids do no wrong. Except, you’re older than me. And I’ve been the grown up for all the years, you’ve tried to shove past my personal limits. I’ve tried and tried and tried to accept it all. I’ve tried so hard it made me hate you.
But there is only so much pain anyone can take before they break. And I can honestly say, that I’ve reached my limit. I do not want to be the grown up anymore. If you can’t pathom why I say “no.” or shove back, when you shove me, then it’s not me who should find a new place to live. It’s you who should stop invading my house as you please. Yes. I’ll be the bad guy. For respecting myself, when no one else will.
#rant#yes im the bad guy#why is it that it’s only me who has to apologise and accept your behaviour#you’re not the only one who has mental problems mine are just not as limiting as yours apparently#but being treated as the less important one for years has made me reach my limit#and somehow it is still me who has to apologise#no#I’m done#would it hurt to f—ing say the words im sorry?#at this point I don’t even care if you mean them
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Does it fucking hurt? Does the word actually cause you so much pain that you physically can’t get it out of your mouth? Does it taste so bitter and toxic you can’t even get yourself to think about the word? Do you even know what the word “sorry” means? Is that why you’ve never once been able to say it out loud?
#sorry not sorry#I’m done feeling like I have to be the doormat where your muddy shoes always get rinsed off#how hard is it to acknowledge that I have different feelings than you?#worst part is I can’t even just shut out and forget you exists#atleast not unless I also want to let go of my actual friends imbedded in this skewered power dynamic#is sorry a toxic word#do you actually know what sorry means
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