Venting Station
Express yourself the way you really want to!
804 days
by The Venting Admin
in ABOUT
Better than any shrink.
Better than any diary.
Better than whining to your mother.
YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE HERE
Vent it. Rant it. Tell us how you really feel!
Thanks, Pops!
019 hours
Where to start? First, I have found that the dark circles under my eyes are hereditary and will NEVER go away. What the fuck, I’m only 15! Second, I have exams coming up and I have hard ass classes (for a freshman). I mean, whoever the FUCK decided to give exams is definately an asshole. Third, my dad is way to strict. I mean I honestly deserve a lot more of the shit I ask for than I get. I know that is extremely self-centered and down right horrible, but my dad is a JACKASS. If you had to live with him, you wouldn’t survive. I like probably 15% of the guy and the other 85% percent can kiss ass. I never get to go anywhere or do anything. It is SAD AS SHIT. I love him, but sometimes I want to bitch slap that mother fucker across the face. With that being said, I will NEVER be a parent to my child(ren) like that! I will follow some of his “virtues”, but at least let my kid have a little bit of a fucking life. I hope someone grows a pair and tells me if I ever get like him.
Just let me be ME
019 hours
I guess it’s school. I’m taking all these tests and I don’t have a job and I don’t even know what I’m doing and all I want to do is fall in love and be happy in life and I can’t even fucking do that right. I feel like I can’t do anything right and that I’m always making excuses when all I want is for people to just shut the fuck up and be proud of me for once.
Something about you that makes me…
019 hours
You suck.
You sincerely, totally suck.
I hate you.
I’ve tried so FUCKING hard to make ‘us’ work. We NEVER work. I don’t know why our relationship is always so complicated. Why do we make eachother so angry? I don’t get this. We fail as everything. We failed as a couple. We failed as friends. So I did the next logical, I said, Hey I don’t want to be friends anymore. Of course you mental idiot, it’s not because I don’t like you anymore. Of course it’s not because I don’t WANT to be your friend, it because NOTHING WORKS. As friends, I feel like shit. As a couple, I feel like shit. I can’t win. We don’t work, and I’m sick of trying so hard in this complicated mess of a relationship. But still, even as this not friends bull shit, we STILL don’t work… UGH. I can’t win. I want us to be normal. I want us to work. I miss the old us. I’m so sick of feeling angry and sad and like shit.
To my lovely fucking sister…
050 days
thanks for making me feel so shitty. You know all I’ve ever wanted to do is sing professionally. I’ve worked my ass off, I sang before I started talking, I made up my first song when I was 3, I have trained and trained until I lose my voice for days at a time, then train some more. All this for at least one fucking hour of recognition, to be on stage in front of thousands of people, and do what I love, the only thing I’m really good at. I’ve dreamed of being a singer my whole life, and it will never happen because despite all my hard work I’ll never be good enough for record companies. I’ll never compare to the great artists of our time no matter what I do. Thanks for fucking reminding me of that and rubbing it in my face. Thanks for telling me I’ll never meet my idols. Thanks for letting me know how badly I’ve failed. I’ll stop trying, how’s that for you?
Video Games and TV.. I wish they would go..
050 days
I really just need a place to vent. I am a full-time college student and a mother to what seems to be THREE kids instead of 2. My husband is also a college student but spends most of his time watching movies or playing video games instead of spending time with me and our kids. I don’t feel like he cares much about me anymore and it makes me sad to see him put his kids to the side of his games and movies. We deserve time with him. I don’t understand how to make him see that because any time I voice how I feel.. he he sighs like I am always bitching at him. I can be crying and upset and he makes me feel like I am the bad guy. I don’t want this anymore. I want to feel loved! Ugh.
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