Bad A*s Poets Talking S**t Forum VENT

I am cooking for my mates mousaka. One of the spices was sealed on the top sealed on the bottom of the top sealed on the top of the bottle. wtf. I know why. of course. these f***s.

i hate vince....you are a metrosexual biatch!

i hate the Bengals today

i hate that i am so bored i am posting something in a forum

i hate vince's daughter's first grade teacher too....cause i can

i hate people who drive I-95 like its a sunday mornin church trip...even if it its

i'm outa hate for the day

also:

i hate that there are 30 people on here already....vince, you know there are not 30 "bad-a*s" poets onthis site....what gives?

Wow, Vince, I just thought of something else I hate...thanks for the encouragement to always talk some s**t,lol....I hate it when people either look at me, or just sit there in general with their mouths gapping open, like they're trying to catch flies or something. Either that, or they just can't breath through their nose, which is perfectly understandable, especially on those days when you're sick, but all the time?!?!

I don't know, am I the only quack who feels this way?


-Jess

sometimes i f*****g HATE myspace. they just deleted my personalized backround photo....fuckers....f*****g photobucket....AAAAAAA! back to Skem 9 I guess.

I'm afraid of venting. I'm afraid of letting it all out and losing my self-control. I'm afraid if I say certain things I'll cry and everything will get all blurry then I'll have to stop. But here it goes...

I hate the b*****d who let 30 dogs suffer so the county had to put 18 of them to sleep and the others have died in some painful way. I hate people who hurt animals for their own self-pleasure. People who give no care about how that animal is feeling. I hate people who hurt other people just because they can. I hate myself for hating people like them.

I hate people who don't think of anyone but themselves and their self-interests. I live by a park, it's 15 acres and has a beautiful flowing creek right in the middle. The stupid idiotic city took the great playground equipment down that has been there since I before I was born because they deemed them all unsafe. Then they put up this crap that has a sign saying 2-12 years of age only. I'm like what the hell are we adults who love to play in the park suppose to play on? My daughter who is 14 doesn't have anything to play on now. The swings touch the ground. Those f*****g fucktards! There was even a little 10 year old boy who is really big, he couldn't get through any of the entrances. What? One size fits all? Those idiots! Not only that, they didn't make the ground where anyone can go to the playground stuff. No, those f*****g idiots had to make a step and put this s**t in the ground so no one who has problems walking can be with their child to play. Anyone in a wheelchair, with a cane or any other apparatus might as well forget going to Gatling Park because there is nothing for you to do. Those f*****g idiots forgot about you.

I hate the fact my daughter has to live with my sister during the week to legally go to the 8th grade. Those f*****g fucktarded people and their legalistic ways. I hate them all for it!

i f****n hate myself sometimes, actually.
like.. despise almost.
opposites attract?
f****n good thing some of ur best friends are the people we can't cope with

Give em hell, Lib! Good to hear you get a healty rant off.

"Drama" - that's about the worst. Life gives us enough to deal with. Screw drama. Okay, I don't go to Wally World either.

I hate WalMart too.

I unfortunately am a wally world regular. I feed a family of four so it is just more economical..... we have one of those Super Wally worlds with a grocery and everything..lol


But if it's any consolation...I curse and make wierd noises the entire time I'm there...My wife refuses to tak me anymore...Sneaky, I am...


V

Thanks Mark. Believe me, they've got hell from me plenty of times. Lets just say they've got a restraining order against me at the Parks and Rec building. *LOL* I'm not done though. Words happens to be my best weapon. So here I come writing a column for the local paper.

This isn't towards any of you guys (males), it's towards all the guys who make my skin crawl and creep me out. There are two guys in my neighborhood who do just that. One tried to sexually assault me back in December before my dog, Rascal showed up. The other one just creeps me out. I f*****g hate them both. Why can't they know when I say no and to leave me alone that I mean it. Both of them have repeatedly thought that I was joking around with them saying no and to leave me alone. Yeah whatever. A slam in the face doesn't get the hint then what will. Those fucktarded (yeah I like that word) a******s!

I hate I'm late on writing this.
However, I don't hate the fact venting makes me smile...

I hate people who think I'm twisted and think I live in my own world because I write...

I hate people who talk about my writing and yet these F***S have yet to read any of it... did I ask your advice??

I hate people who don't know me, even after I explained myself and then write me off as weirdo.

I hate my boyfriend everytime he says any of the above...I hate that I hate him but I'm still with him because I can't find another man before I turn 26 and I hate that even matters so much to me because I'm childless and I getting too old for this s**t.

I hate the South, wide open nothingness, hicks and christians so ignorantly blind, it ignorant drips out their mouth like drool when they talk.

I don't hate christians, even though they think I hate their god, even though it's my God too btw, I hate we can't get along because no one respects the differences and everyone wants to convert your a*s to their flock.

I hate sheep, wool, and lamb chops.

I hate people who don't want gays to have equal rights, but then turn and b***h about their own rights being violated.

I hate that most people don't give a f**k about anyone else unless it relates to them and then it's some big f*****g deal and s**t.

I hate no one follows the golden rule, sometimes not even me.

I don't hate love, but I hate loving when I will never be loved back...I hate I can love at times...I hate I'm always the last one, and when you are the last, you are too late to get anything, especially love.

I hate not having a car, or licence and no way to get to work other than walking..."the cut"...which was ok when I was 10 but now I keep feeling I'll get mugged or raped on the way home because I never see anyone back there.
I hate I don't even have a job yet and I'm worrying.

I hate walking...I hate silver spring and the fact there isn't s**t around my way to do, so I have to get up at 6 am to get there at 9.

I got a lot of hate...I'll be back for sure...

I don't know MesaGirl, but I hate I can't go to Ohio to kick that lady's teeth in..for being another crazy baby mama.

i f*****g hate being awake at 127 on a thursday, bored, and alone

okay, i have to agree with Vince...I have a family of 6. My husband's f*****g c**t of an ex wife gets more money per week than I do from him....i work 3 jobs, so perhaps you all can understand how in some small towns WalMart is like Starbucks...another of my obsessions. I have an avatar and a charm on my bracelet that says I love WalMart...don't laugh or roll your eyes b/c being in BFE you must learn to appreciate what you can get to within minutes. Sadly, I can tell you what everything costs and where it's at in that store and often have people call me while they are there b/c they are lost. Sickeningly enough I also had my photo taken outside the one in Baton Rouge as a joke to my FIL b/c he says my life's goal is to visit a WalMart in every state, and damn if i haven't gotten close to it. I'm to cheap to buy a lot of brand names and when I can go there and buy the same s**t for less money, makes a difference...plus, its all shopping in one and with 4 kids, any parent can appreciate it...plus they have self checkouts and you don't have to wait for some old lady to spend 20 minutes trying to do a UPC check on something.

I also like to purposely buy gifts with WalMart tags and give them to my niece who's mother is from Germany (transplanted to MI) and thinks shopping at Walmart is beneath her.

And ANGEL - you f*****g rock....If I had a $ for everytime a friend of mine said they'd off her for free, I'd be published by now.

You may not be a person who normally does vent, but if anyone should, it's you. I have a shitload of stuff i vent about through my writing, it does beat the crap out of letting the inner demons get you!

A******s? Most people aren't a******s, but afraid. Afraid they will lose what they have, afraid of getting old, afraid of being unloved. In that we are all pretty much similar, the problem arises in how people react to their fears. They become selfish, self absorbed. They assume others are out to get them, so they become paranoid. They fear what is different, so they find people of like minds and talk about the people who are different.
And most of this is all about fear. Granted there are sociopathic personalities in this world, i have one in my family and it almost destroyed me. People like that can ruin you simply by not seeing the world thru any eyes but their own.

Do most people live for fun, and take? By nature, no. And in the occasions when they are shaken from their fear based stupor by a tragedy of a large scale, they will do what their inner nature dictates.

"I hate whoever the "genius" is that designed Walmart parking lots. They
have s**t for brains. That weaving around makes no sense to me. "
-now this is simply ridiculous. Hate the parking lot? go to Target, or Sears....lol Or deal with it. Things are the way they are and if you can be a little more zen about the small things you might have a tiny bit of peace in your soul.

"I hate winter. Cold sucks. Snow sucks."
- me too, I live in Buffalo, NY so I accept that snow is inevidable and deal with it.

"I don't think they're intentionally bad, but they're clueless how to get along
with others."
- as you see I agree with this, but I think it's more they don't chose to pay the price for getting along with others. The price is compromising, and if someone is afraid of losing family, jobs,belongings, or THEMSELVES due to "giving in and allowing another to take precidence", they won't, whether the ability is inherent or not not. They just will not pay the price.

"And, I hate most of all: time. I never want to grow older. I wanted to be
21 forever, cause that's how I feel inside."
-I wanted this too, and I got it, at least inside. At 51 it's a mixed bag, I stilll have all the joy of youthful discovery, but i never truly became the adult that my parents are, or my brothers. Being 21 in an old body becomes a very lonely life, you don't want it, believe me!

" I'm so screwed."
-we all are, in one way or another. the secret is to accept that the game's fixed , and move on.

I TOTALLY AGREE ON the Target comment....worse than f*****g WalMart. I hate Target. If anyone has ever been to the Flint, MI Target next to Halloween USA and across from Best Buy, you know what I'm talking about...it's like f*****g Mt. Everest on crack.

Hmmm....

I hate that I got a bunch of requests from people wanting me to read their s**t.
Not because I don't want to read them but because I like to wander on this site like I always do...it's like driving to my favorite place but being assulted with reminders to see this place and that place beofre i even get there...by the time I'm there I just want to go the f**k home.

Makes sense?
No?
That's ok

I hate crazy b*****s... of both sexes...and I hate people think I'm a crazy b***h just because I lack a bit of human compassion. I hate that my bf said I should look at myself before I call anyone crazy, which may be true because I'm still dealing with his a*s after everyone has warned me...he's a funny lil b***h and if I wanted to date someone who acted a silly b***h, I could have at least found one that was female.
I hate, hate, hate...my two ex best friends and I'm trying to get over that hate and find peace that doesn't lead to bloodshed.

I hate that I still give a f**k about them and what they are doing when no one has ever given a f**k about me.
That's why I hate them more than anything.

I hate that my friendship is never enough, I hate that they said we would be friends forever, I hate that I believe it once, twice, but never again. I hate that I gave up so much for them and they didn't have to give up anything for their leftovers and I hate that even at the end that enough.

I hate that I'm never enough, that I'm just a fill in for dreams defered. I hate that I'm better than this s**t and yet I settle because after so many months I forget and I take the 1st thing that's coming just so I won't be empty handed.

I hate wasted actions, but now these actions are part of my wasted life.

I hate that I'm awake and I'm out of sleeping pills and I live NOWHERE... near a Walmart that I can get to on a bus. i hate being driven around by my father, but I hate even more that my car is broke. And I hate people saying "shut up" because they never shut the f**k up they just keep yelling and yelling. I hate that I don't yell when I need to yell, I just get calm.

I hate that I can't drive...and I have a car and I can't learn to drive because that car is broken and I hate that it's not my fault but I feel guilty because it's my fault I'm not dead, which is good because nor is my mother, but bad because I saved us, but I didn't save all the car.

I hate that everything is somehow my fault...God hates you...it must be my fault and so on and so on. I hate that everyone was yelling at me about crashing a car I wasn't driving because somehow I'm the one who knows better. I hate that I'm handcap and f*****g helpless when it comes to someone needing a ride..I hate that I didn't tell my mom, maybe wait until tomorrow, even though I was dead tired and she needed her meds. I hated that no one understood how how driving situation was.

I hate that this world of lies...and so many of them just f*****g pointless. I hate that my family lies to each other and yet get mad when the same things happens to them. I hate that sometimes I want to tell the truth but I can't. I hate that when something bad happens, no one is suppose to tell, esp not the family.

I hate that family they thinks they know us, don't know my little brother is in jail for murder. I wonder if my parents think people will forget he ever existed, that child of devil spawn.

Oh.. I hate my little brother...it not really that hard even though sometimes he wasn't all that bad but most of the times he was big a*****e.. even before he could spell...a*s. i could write a novel of him and my life with him. I hate my mother loves him, I think the most and I hate he's never f*****g thankful someone gives a s**t. I hate that my mother would allow him to threaten her life and she would forgive him all the time. I hate that she forgave him because he doesn't really know what sorry is, but he knows he's sorry his a*s is in jail. I hate how she seems to treat my older brother as badly as she treats the lil a*****e nice... and I hate that my older brother is so nice and that he gets nothing for it and people didn't like him but not even his mother could treat him with respect so, I don't think he demands anyone else to respect him. I hate that I love my parents but i hate what they do.

I hate I hate I hate
*deep breath*

Cheese....I hate cheese.

I hate umbrella day in NYC
a
ll those suburban selfish yuppiefuck a******s with double wide golf umbrellas should be fined.

all those tiny short little women (ok, I am almost 6') who must be like the wicked witch of the east or west who couldn't get wet. hmm. maybe that is the problem.
anyway. they barrel down the street kamakazi style moving forward just looking at feet using umbrellas like battering rams.

you develope a defensive way of using your umbrella if you absolutely had to use one. I hate that I had to do that.

I think umbrellas for kids should be like those in Bladerunner, all lit up and I think that will be my fortune. I have many umbrella ideas. Unless we really f**k up Earth, it will always rain.