Shit That Gets You Mad v.INFINITY - The Endless Cycle of Hatred
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never been afraid of the highhest heights
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I hope she gets the fucking point
[editline]31st October 2011[/editline]
I'm 16 by the way. I know everyone in this pic looks like they're 12
[QUOTE=Meatpuppet;33059804][img]http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/4949/unledzzq.jpg[/img]
I hope she gets the fucking point
[editline]31st October 2011[/editline]
I'm 16 by the way. I know everyone in this pic looks like they're 12[/QUOTE]
For some reason when I read that I was like
"OOOOH SNAP
MmmMmMmMHMMMMm
can run and tell that, boy *snap*"
[QUOTE=Mister Sandman;33059841]For some reason when I read that I was like
"OOOOH SNAP
MmmMmMmMHMMMMm
can run and tell that, boy *snap*"[/QUOTE]
Educated response:
Brian Go suck a dick..and You too 'me' I believe when The time comes And 'girl' has to make this choice..she will hink about what benifits her and 'boyfriend' not what yall Jackasses think...So just fuck off. Okay? Kayyyyy..>:(
[QUOTE=Meatpuppet;33059885]Educated response:
Brian Go suck a dick..and You too 'me' I believe when The time comes And 'girl' has to make this choice..she will hink about what benifits her and 'boyfriend' not what yall Jackasses think...So just fuck off. Okay? Kayyyyy..>:([/QUOTE]
Tell her that Mister Sandman says that that incoherent pile of words mixed with almost words is completely unintelligible and she should be ashamed of herself
When you're in school writing a bunch of words down on a piece of paper. The moment you think you can let your hand rest, you remember: You have even MORE work to write down!
Recently I've been getting sudden headaches for no reason at least once a week. I have one right now and it SUCKS.
[QUOTE=DesumThePanda;33060306]Recently I've been getting sudden headaches for no reason at least once a week. I have one right now and it SUCKS.[/QUOTE]
And so begins your transformation into a pirate metal bastard
I'm fucking frustrated about all this Origin client live chat support bullshit!
Yeah, I bought BF3 for the PC. When I were making the Origin account I tried using my own email, but is was invalid since I was already using it on another EA account, apparently. I looked into it and realised that it was an account I hadn't used since 2008! Well, this was the final day I was able to pre-order BF3 so I just used a family relative's email adress.
I start up Origin Beta Client, everything is fine - I bought BF3 etc. I want to use the function that makes me able to find friends from my Xbox & PS3. I type in my information for my PS3 & Xbox - but that is also invalid, since that's ALSO being used from my old EA account!
I tried looking into deleting my old account, but apparently you can't delete your EA account. (WTF???)
I you can't even un-link your PS3 & Xbox accounts from your old account manually. You have to call EA so that they can do it for you...! I did this, everything went smooth until they asked me for a date of birth for my PS3 & Xbox account... Of course, me being underage for violent war games, I punch in a random date - which I forget all about. And now I can't freaking do shit to any of my accounts! They won't do any changes without my DOB. Gah! I played GTA as a freaking 9 year old, why the hell wouldn't I be able to play this?! SO FREAKING CLOSE! I JUST WANT IT ORGANIZED!
[i]JESUS CHRIST,[/i] [b]ALL OF MY RAGE![/b]
Tricj or treaters screwin' up my evenings. Douchelords.
I just went out with my bro for halloween, I was a russian soldier. I got absolutely nothing because I kept being called a terrorist or a dirty commie. What the fuck
See a really cool looking app/game
See it's only available on the iPhone
FUCK YOU MAKE SOME SHIT FOR ANDROID
People who make Adf.Ly links for crappy things
Small children in wizard costumes begging at my doorstep for snickers on Halloween day.
I'm angry at my quick temper, espeically what I just did with it. I just want to apologize to FilmSlacker for my words. I am only lost here, in my own life. I'm running out of things I love. They all die before my eyes. All taken away from me. I'm running out of Internet friends willing to have my back. I have been down in depression for the past week or so, even tough I was sure I had crawled out of it before. It came back. I had been working my assoff just to get online to talk with Slacker, and everytime I did, he would be gone or busy or about to go somewhere, and this last time I..
I snapped. I grew angry. I felt my fingers moving faster than I usually type. I grew violent. I became someone I'm not. I began rapidly switching between myself, and my other personality, nicknamed the Habit. By the time my rage had shrunk, I was mentally exhausted and regretting everything. I sat down on Facepunch, hoping to get my mind off tings. Venturing into the Shit that Gets You Sad thread, it brought back memories. Good ones this time. My mental trauma has left me almost completely without any memory of who I was before last year, and I occasionally get surges of sudden memories randomly. Most of time it's influenced, like a certain smell or sight or sense. This was one of those times.
The memory was of me back when I was maybe around 6 or 7. I was at my aunt's house, playing with another child. A young girl. I remember her now. The dark hair, her thin-framed glasses, her smile and her blue clothing. We ran up and down the river, jumping rocks and venturing out. This memory was...somewhat distorted as well. I don't remember all of it, so whenever the girl spoke it came out as loud, garbled sound like the sound of heavy wind being played back from your everyday camera. The thing that perplexed me most was who she was. I think she was a relative, though distant. All I remember else her laugh and the moments as we left.
As we had to leave, we just looked at each other. Our arms opened, and we came close, but backed away. We were too shy to hug. But the adults around us told us it was alright to go ahead. And we did. Thinking about it warmed me up, but I wasn't hit hard until I realized something. That hug was filled with genuine love. Not forced at all. Nor was the warm smile. I remember it. The warmth. Oh god, I only want to be held like that again. I crave it every waking minute of the day until the sun sets and I cry myself to sleep. I want to find out who she was, but I'm afraid it wll turn out that she was never real. Only a figment of my imagination. Then I might lose my will to live. But until then, I wish to search on, looking for the girl who gave me my first, and only, genuine hug. The only one who really loved me. The only reason this fits in this thread is because I am mad at myself for my temper and I am mad at how life seems content on keeping me from happiness. Every chance is always stolen away. Slacker was really one of a kind. The nicest guy I've ever met, and it invokes so much rage inside that the rest of the world can't be like that. No one else I have ever met is as caring as him or that girl. And I hate what I said to him. I wasn't under the control of Habit. I only have myself to blame. But I want to find that girl now.
I will, even if she doesn't remember. I will find her.
I'm so sorry Alex.
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And I apologize to Facepunch for making them read my sob stories. I doubt many people give a shit, but it's here now, like I want it to be.
I don't have my own computer.
[editline]31st October 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE='[Slender Man];33061999']I'm angry at my quick temper, espeically what I just did with it. I just want to apologize to FilmSlacker for my words. I am only lost here, in my own life. I'm running out of things I love. They all die before my eyes. All taken away from me. I'm running out of Internet friends willing to have my back. I have been down in depression for the past week or so, even tough I was sure I had crawled out of it before. It came back. I had been working my assoff just to get online to talk with Slacker, and everytime I did, he would be gone or busy or about to go somewhere, and this last time I..
I snapped. I grew angry. I felt my fingers moving faster than I usually type. I grew violent. I became someone I'm not. I began rapidly switching between myself, and my other personality, nicknamed the Habit. By the time my rage had shrunk, I was mentally exhausted and regretting everything. I sat down on Facepunch, hoping to get my mind off tings. Venturing into the Shit that Gets You Sad thread, it brought back memories. Good ones this time. My mental trauma has left me almost completely without any memory of who I was before last year, and I occasionally get surges of sudden memories randomly. Most of time it's influenced, like a certain smell or sight or sense. This was one of those times.
The memory was of me back when I was maybe around 6 or 7. I was at my aunt's house, playing with another child. A young girl. I remember her now. The dark hair, her thin-framed glasses, her smile and her blue clothing. We ran up and down the river, jumping rocks and venturing out. This memory was...somewhat distorted as well. I don't remember all of it, so whenever the girl spoke it came out as loud, garbled sound like the sound of heavy wind being played back from your everyday camera. The thing that perplexed me most was who she was. I think she was a relative, though distant. All I remember else her laugh and the moments as we left.
As we had to leave, we just looked at each other. Our arms opened, and we came close, but backed away. We were too shy to hug. But the adults around us told us it was alright to go ahead. And we did. Thinking about it warmed me up, but I wasn't hit hard until I realized something. That hug was filled with genuine love. Not forced at all. Nor was the warm smile. I remember it. The warmth. Oh god, I only want to be held like that again. I crave it every waking minute of the day until the sun sets and I cry myself to sleep. I want to find out who she was, but I'm afraid it wll turn out that she was never real. Only a figment of my imagination. Then I might lose my will to live. But until then, I wish to search on, looking for the girl who gave me my first, and only, genuine hug. The only one who really loved me. The only reason this fits in this thread is because I am mad at myself for my temper and I am mad at how life seems content on keeping me from happiness. Every chance is always stolen away. Slacker was really one of a kind. The nicest guy I've ever met, and it invokes so much rage inside that the rest of the world can't be like that. No one else I have ever met is as caring as him or that girl. And I hate what I said to him. I wasn't under the control of Habit. I only have myself to blame. But I want to find that girl now.
I will, even if she doesn't remember. I will find her.
I'm so sorry Alex.
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And I apologize to Facepunch for making them read my sob stories. I doubt many people give a shit, but it's here now, like I want it to be.[/QUOTE]
Have one:[IMG]http://i.imgur.com/wh9Mv.png[/IMG]
[QUOTE='[Slender Man];33061999']I'm angry at my quick temper, espeically what I just did with it. I just want to apologize to FilmSlacker for my words. I am only lost here, in my own life. I'm running out of things I love. They all die before my eyes. All taken away from me. I'm running out of Internet friends willing to have my back. I have been down in depression for the past week or so, even tough I was sure I had crawled out of it before. It came back. I had been working my assoff just to get online to talk with Slacker, and everytime I did, he would be gone or busy or about to go somewhere, and this last time I..
I snapped. I grew angry. I felt my fingers moving faster than I usually type. I grew violent. I became someone I'm not. I began rapidly switching between myself, and my other personality, nicknamed the Habit. By the time my rage had shrunk, I was mentally exhausted and regretting everything. I sat down on Facepunch, hoping to get my mind off tings. Venturing into the Shit that Gets You Sad thread, it brought back memories. Good ones this time. My mental trauma has left me almost completely without any memory of who I was before last year, and I occasionally get surges of sudden memories randomly. Most of time it's influenced, like a certain smell or sight or sense. This was one of those times.
The memory was of me back when I was maybe around 6 or 7. I was at my aunt's house, playing with another child. A young girl. I remember her now. The dark hair, her thin-framed glasses, her smile and her blue clothing. We ran up and down the river, jumping rocks and venturing out. This memory was...somewhat distorted as well. I don't remember all of it, so whenever the girl spoke it came out as loud, garbled sound like the sound of heavy wind being played back from your everyday camera. The thing that perplexed me most was who she was. I think she was a relative, though distant. All I remember else her laugh and the moments as we left.
As we had to leave, we just looked at each other. Our arms opened, and we came close, but backed away. We were too shy to hug. But the adults around us told us it was alright to go ahead. And we did. Thinking about it warmed me up, but I wasn't hit hard until I realized something. That hug was filled with genuine love. Not forced at all. Nor was the warm smile. I remember it. The warmth. Oh god, I only want to be held like that again. I crave it every waking minute of the day until the sun sets and I cry myself to sleep. I want to find out who she was, but I'm afraid it wll turn out that she was never real. Only a figment of my imagination. Then I might lose my will to live. But until then, I wish to search on, looking for the girl who gave me my first, and only, genuine hug. The only one who really loved me. The only reason this fits in this thread is because I am mad at myself for my temper and I am mad at how life seems content on keeping me from happiness. Every chance is always stolen away. Slacker was really one of a kind. The nicest guy I've ever met, and it invokes so much rage inside that the rest of the world can't be like that. No one else I have ever met is as caring as him or that girl. And I hate what I said to him. I wasn't under the control of Habit. I only have myself to blame. But I want to find that girl now.
I will, even if she doesn't remember. I will find her.
I'm so sorry Alex.
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And I apologize to Facepunch for making them read my sob stories. I doubt many people give a shit, but it's here now, like I want it to be.[/QUOTE]
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I give a shit. I've been through similar things and I know exactly how you feel.
Shit dude, I've been through a similar thing. Although my issue was within the past couple of months.
There was this girl who I worked with for about 4 months, until one day she texted me and within a few weeks I found out she liked me. I was baffled. There was no way a gorgeous girl like this would like me. A few weeks later, I lost my temper at an incident and she wouldn't talk to me. I felt an overwhelming amount of regret until she eventually forgave me. Everyone at my work kept telling me how she was "in love" with me, but I didn't have the balls to do anything. This kept happening over and over and she kept forgiving me and I kept feeling massive amounts of regret but I could not control my temper. She eventually found a job and left. She came to clean out her locker and shit, and we sat outside for a few mins. She sat so close to me she was practically sitting on my lap, and she kept touching her leg against mine. Being [I]Forever Alone[/I], I loved it. Eventually she left and went home. She left the building telling me to text her, so I thought we could continue our relationship outside of work. Later that night she texted me asking why I didn't hold her hand earlier when she was sitting close to me. She said she kept putting her hand under the table in hopes I would hold her hand. Again, I felt massive amounts of regret and slightly lost my temper, and was saying "Well how was I supposed to know"?
She never texted me again, and continues to this day to ignore any text I send her way. My only chance at ever getting a girlfriend was blown. Not only that, but this girl I was perfect for me, I just didn't realize what I had until it was too late.
TL;DR
Perfect girl liked me, but I blew my chance and will continue to be Forever Alone.
The petty things I get angry at when people like Slender Man have legitimate problems in their lives.
I was giving out candy, and this kid who is even taller and older than I am came to my door. I just looked at him and was like "really dude?"
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What the [B]fuck[/B]? I think Zalgo invaded my Construction Set.
[QUOTE=RenegadeCop;33060574]I hate how religion brainwashes people and the only reason people are a religion is because of the brainwashing. From parents and teachers mostly, but also from the media.
I remember my 5th grade science teacher..
"Okay so, this is evolution, but of course we know this isn't true because God made everything because everyone know he's real, I mean, who doesn't?"
Fuck, I got made fun of because I didn't know what a Christian was. I just said I was one so people would stop.[/QUOTE]
I hate how ignorant a lot of Atheists seem to act in their views of religion by saying everyone who believes in a higher power is a brainwashed idiot.
[QUOTE=Mobile_Person;33061672]I just went out with my bro for halloween, I was a russian soldier. I got absolutely nothing because I kept being called a terrorist or a dirty commie. What the fuck[/QUOTE]Is your name by any chance Joe?
[QUOTE=DerTontaiLama;33061306]I'm fucking frustrated about all this Origin client live chat support bullshit!
Yeah, I bought BF3 for the PC. When I were making the Origin account I tried using my own email, but is was invalid since I was already using it on another EA account, apparently. I looked into it and realised that it was an account I hadn't used since 2008! Well, this was the final day I was able to pre-order BF3 so I just used a family relative's email adress.
I start up Origin Beta Client, everything is fine - I bought BF3 etc. I want to use the function that makes me able to find friends from my Xbox & PS3. I type in my information for my PS3 & Xbox - but that is also invalid, since that's ALSO being used from my old EA account!
I tried looking into deleting my old account, but apparently you can't delete your EA account. (WTF???)
I you can't even un-link your PS3 & Xbox accounts from your old account manually. You have to call EA so that they can do it for you...! I did this, everything went smooth until they asked me for a date of birth for my PS3 & Xbox account... Of course, me being underage for violent war games, I punch in a random date - which I forget all about. And now I can't freaking do shit to any of my accounts! They won't do any changes without my DOB. Gah! I played GTA as a freaking 9 year old, why the hell wouldn't I be able to play this?! SO FREAKING CLOSE! I JUST WANT IT ORGANIZED!
[i]JESUS CHRIST,[/i] [b]ALL OF MY RAGE![/b][/QUOTE]
Hey don't worry man, I had the same problem. It takes a little while for your updated details to synch with your EA account that you haven't used in a while.
[QUOTE=credesniper;33063998]Is your name by any chance Joe?[/QUOTE]
Nope
So I dressed up as a whitetrash hick and went to go hand out candy at a friends business. Everyone kept asking me why I didn't dress up for halloween. This town is so damn redneck.
black people who thing EVERYTHING is racist
[QUOTE=FullStreak12;33064480]black people who thing EVERYTHING is racist[/QUOTE]I go around saying nigger all the time in my school, and calling people things like dune coon, timber nigger, north american ground ape, jungle bunny, moon cricket, porch monkey, house ape... all in good fun though, towards my friends.
[QUOTE=FullStreak12;33064480]black people who thing EVERYTHING is racist[/QUOTE]
*Wearing black shirt to school*
RACIST, KKK, OMIGAWSH
[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;33064618]the whole AmazingAtheist sex scandal.
He did it in the privacy of his own home. Leave him the fuck alone.[/QUOTE]
I like how he's just taking the whole thing smoothly.
[sp]but honestly, those pictures...[/sp]
[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;33064618]the whole AmazingAtheist sex scandal.
He did it in the privacy of his own home. Leave him the fuck alone.[/QUOTE]
He did, but I don't have much info about this. Did he post this himself online for everybody to know or was there something else to it?
Seriously, I don't give that much of a damn. I'm pretty sure someone on FP has done something much worse than he did.
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