Cheating Dumpers
It’s a terrible feeling to get dumped. It’s even worse to find out your former beloved was cheating on you. With someone five years younger than you. When you two were engaged. And living together. For six years.
It’s a terrible feeling to get dumped. It’s even worse to find out your former beloved was cheating on you. With someone five years younger than you. When you two were engaged. And living together. For six years.
I hate it when people try to communicate on the Internet, or through any other written medium for that matter, and completely make fools of themselves by typing a bunch of nonsense that takes forever to even read, much less comprehend. Nobody takes you seriously when you communicate like a three year old. I mean, a basic grade school education is mandatory in the United States, last time I checked. Why is it so hard to spell or use proper grammar?
If anyone’s ever called you this, you will inevitably find out within the next five years that they are not your BFF. They’re kind of a LFF (lame former-friend). It’s a curse. And it’s got your name written all over it.
My great grandma is in the hospital dying.
I’m a die hard gleek and always will be. But I hate it when people tell me to shut up about Puck being a dad and how it was so sweet how all Brittnay wanted for Christmas was for Artie to walk! Sorry, it just pours out. But I don’t say that your favorite TV show sucks! And when you go blabbing about a show that I’ve never seen, I don’t say who cares! But did you see the Christmas special where Sue had the girl with the downs? Lmao! But like I said, I hate Glee Haters.
Yes, I’m bald. Did I shave it? Yes. Do I like looking like an idiot? That’s not why I did it. Did I slip onto a razor? No. I’m bald because I have cancer.
All they cook is freeze-dried stuff that they add water to. Seriously, we are not spacemen. And I bet the stuff that spacemen get tastes better. Give us real food! I could make better food and I’m not a great cook.
I see you every day at work. I don’t need to see you on Facebook as well.
Riding horses isn’t a sport. It’s animal abuse to make them run races and hard obstacles with your fat body on it. Just take care of the horse.
I don’t hate the kid himself, I just hate how he’s everywhere I go! I can never talk to my friends, watch TV, listen to the radio or use my laptop without his name or music popping up somewhere. And his fangirls drive me insane.