All Rants

Like went shopping today because it was necessary. People act like apes in the wild. Like first of all why everybody ALWAYS in a hurry weekend or not? People act unbelievable. Thank God I made it home safe though. Like people want to act like there's only one of each item in the entire store so they wanna act like it's the Daytona 500 or some other race. Want you to stop for them but don't care if they get in your way. Who raised you people baboons? I bet they would have more civility. Geez. Absurd for sure. I mean I was never taught to act like that anyway. It's so doggish. What the parking lot going to fine you for your car sitting out there 5 minutes or something!? Utter nonsense. I've hurried enough in my life. No thank you to the rushing crap.

Im so fucking confused. I have a crush. On my best friend of 3. Years. And I hate myself for it. Like what did I do to deserve this?! Everything was fine! But of course, even when I try to push it down, it doesn’t work! But now I’m getting my hopes up! She won’t tell me her crush, and I haven’t even told ANYONE about mine, and of course she’s my best friend, the only person I can talk to about this shit, the first person i came out to, the first one to know I am having problems with my gender, EVERYTHING! I can’t go a day without thinking about her voice, her hands, her snarky attitude, and it sickens me! Im such an awful friend, but I’m trapped. Im like a bird in a locked cage, because I can’t talk to anyone about it. And I can’t tell her. Even if she’s bisexual, even if she drops hints I pretend to ignore, I’ll never be sure. Im fucking disgusting.

I saw him on the news tonight in his army uniform, standing straight and proud while the reporter talked about courage like it was stitched into his skin. Everyone else probably saw a hero. I saw the man who taught my body how to flinch. And somehow, even after everything, my first thought was still: God, he looks beautiful. I think that is the cruelest part of abuse. The love does not die when the bruises fade. It rots slowly inside you instead. Quietly. Patiently. Waiting for a photograph, a dream, a familiar voice to bring it back to life. Two years. Two entire years and I still belong to him in ways nobody can see. My body remembers him better than my mind does. It remembers the fear before the door even opened. It remembers the sound of his boots across the floorboards. It remembers how small I became around him, how obedience felt safer than speaking. Sometimes I hate myself for admitting this, but there are nights I miss the control so badly my chest aches

What a sad and lonely troll at Quick Rant, putting up only news links as their sources of information and name calling because they are weak and can't accept the truth like their claims about others are lies, there is more than news links as information, etc etc etc

Im a female, but I feel like I'm not qualified as one, since I was young I heard men around me say girls that look like me aren't girly enough, and I was too young and my mind took it as the truth, I'm half African half Arab, so men around me would say girls who have brown skin, curly hair "aren't real women", even tho ppl called me pretty alot, I suffered from severe gender dysphoria and I even would get very shocked everytime I see myself in the mirror and find out that I'm not a man not even close. Because what am I if I'm not a real woman, I'm 20 now n I still dunno how to feel about this, and I come from a religious family, but it's still confusing to me, I'm attracted to men, but I dunno how to bond w them, it feels like a mystery to me, how can girls easily do it? i deeply believe that men wouldn't even touch me n I'm literally daydreaming 24/7 about how my life would be as a man, maybe I could've been able to love and be loved, I just keep myself busy to not face this reality.

i dont mean this in a dramatic sense or anything but im tired man. im tired of holding myself up day after day struggling to have perfect psoture. always fixing my hair. sometimes losing it getting distracted and then having shit posture and always and i quote being called chud, loser, not wroth my time and only for my self presevation not yours i dont care about you. I hate my fat on my face even though im 13% body fat. I hate my fat so mcuh i wish it would go away. I hate my life i always try to be perect but theres always smth that I can be doing better. I just cant stop thinking 24/7 alwys thinking i just need rest im so so tired i hate this. I need somebody please I just want somebody to hug i dont evne know how to cry anymore please

I'm so stressed about my health. It's constant doctor's appointments, ruling in or out different chronic illnesses or autoimmune illnesses. I'm scared. Surgery is scary, having eleven different doctors all simultaneously working together to try to find what's wrong. My doctors are amazing, I'm just scared. I keep having seizures in my classes, and I've scared almost everyone in my classes since I've been diagnosed with other things that feel similar. It's hard to know what is what and when it will happen. I wake up from them to see my teachers have evacuated the class and the school trauma nurse, my vice principal, principal, and my teacher/s all staring at me with a MERT bag and Defib. I know they all try to comfort me, but it's hard to remember when they do. My coaches have kicked me out of my extracurriculars for being a liability. I want to feel as if I'm in control of my body, and I want to do the things I love. I want to be me again, not some sick teenager.

i might be sex obsessed. i talked with strangers online and asked them for dick pics. i got horny cuz of it. but im lesbian. i just really dont like guys irl. ive tried, but it doesnt work. women make my heart flutter. is that weird?

im 13. i just read my moms journal (which i feel really bad for) and i found out she read MY journal all the way back in like feburary 2026. i was in like 6th grade. i wrote about my sh, crushes, my secret twitter account and more. she found out the sh and she tried making me do online therapy, which i cried and shut it down. now, shes making me do weekly talks with her. the third week of doing it, i never said anything, she got stern and i cried and shut myself in my room. my dad came in and i told him that having the weekly talks is making me feel stuck in the past. i stopped sh a long time ago. i was a stupid 6th grader. now i know it was an unhealthy coping skill. i know better now. i dont know what to do now. i have a few more for another few weeks. my mom said if i dont talk i might have to do actual in person therapy. and the twitter? im not allowed to have social media. and my flip phone they gave me got taken becauase i chatted w/ strangers inappropriately. idk what to do.

well I was with my friend playing basketball at his house and this girl snaps him asking for him to door dash her ice cream so he calls her to mess with her and he was talking and she heard me me and was like "who's that" so my friend turned on his camera and he showed me and she said "holy jumpscare" like am I that fucking ugly holy shit I genuinely think I looks good sometimes I'm so fucking stupid like I have some friends that are girls but none of them would chose me

i miss being groomed. when i was 13, i worked at the library as a volunteer. another volunteer was in her 30’s. I was dropped me off one night. i was told there wasn’t anything so i was gonna be there for three hrs with nothing to do. The woman invited me to her home. We slept together. We’d see each other other times and she’d tell me how much she loved the other night. eventually she left. When I was fourteen, a man told me I had a beautiful feminine face. He was rough n’ mean. He wasn’t kind when he’d ruin my body. I got away from him only because I moved. when I was 15, i sought out one. She gave me so much attention every hour of every day. She loved putting stuff like needles in me or giving me pills or acting like I was her real son when i vented abt my ma. she had another victim—C. C was 18 when i met her, but he met her at 12. she was 16 then. once he tried to leave her and i convinced to stay. i wish i hadn’t. now i have a great partner i miss her abuse—it was loving.

My friend , let’s name them pizza, and my other friend ham. Pizza blocked ham when ham is my friend. Not a biggie, right? Except for the fact they expect me to block ham too. Yes, I don’t 100% like ham but I don’t want to block ham. Pizza is very complicated and doesn’t have much boundaries. I find pizza a little Annoying sometimes. For example, ham is emotional. Ham admitted to it and said that they were trying to work on it. About 3 days later pizza gave ham no chance and immediately blocked ham after a simple complication. Idk, pizza is starting to get on my nerves a bit.

It seems like all my friends exist solely to piss me off. I love these people, don't get me wrong! But seriously? For more context, I have this friend,, For the sake of keeping this anonymous, we'll call her blue. So!! blue, she's very emotionally dependent on her boyfriend, let's call him orange. Orange and blue are very much in love with each other, but dear god does the age really show in their relationship. As for today, blue had a breakdown, texted me explaining how "he's ignoring me!" and she has this problem of overthinking, which is ok, sure, that's fine.. but like?? I saw her message late, so I'm panicking a bit, hoping she's okay and stuff... but slowly getting more annoyed because I already talked to her about how she needs to stop doing that and how it's "very unhealthy for both of you." How I see it is that Blue expects Orange to always be there for her, and yeah! partners do that... but you can't get mad at them for possibly being busy? I don't know, just annoying LOL

i feel like im fat and ugly i feel like my mom is better off without me because i look at her like what have i done for you and i dont want my sibilings to have a mental sister that is in and out of the mental hospital every two weeks and also everyone thinks im a attention seeker.

i hate looking down and seeing it. i hate looking anywhere.

Hi. My names- well that defeats the purpose of this! I’m not good at these sort of things, but i’ve been holding this in for a while. I love all of my friends but i feel and know i put way more effort towards everyone than anyone gives back to me. Which is fine, but it still hurts. No one owes me anything. My best friend cut me off a month or two ago. I don’t know why. I always gave everything i could to be a good friend. I don’t think i’m a great person at all. But this time a year ago i was way worse. I’ve changed myself so much so i can be more bearable to others yet i get nothing in return. He would always say negative things about me in front of people who disliked me, and other things. My life just feels like it’s at another low, where people usually leave me. And i have a lot of other things going on, my father just got out of jail, uhhh I’m running out of space so i’ll end it with this. I like my life and the people in it, but sometimes i just wanna die, or leave everyone.

The great equalizer will eventually get him. No bodyguard can’t stop it

Censoring my previous post much?

I think I actually hate both my parents. It’s never really dawned on me but these days it just feels like they shouldn’t of had me to begin with and they were never together or married my dad was barely there and neither was my mom but my mom was my primary guardian if that

Dating apps are an abyss. Hookup apps are a little better because you aren’t getting people that lie just to get what they want but as a women it is exhausting to always have to be on and give them what they want, they can get a quick fix. Send me this do that send me a video like I want to have fun too can we normalize that? Why is it always one sided? I want attention too I want something too and why everyday do u expect something from me like the moment you message im suddenly turned on give me a break get over yourself apparently the idea of u being turned on immediately means that I have to be! Gross I have a life and I’m not a light switch sometime it’s fun though but it gets old fast so very fast. I just want to genuinely feel something I want to believe it when they say I’m pretty but it’s always you’re sexy or you’re hot pick something new. Also why do I have to settle no! From this moment I’m going to work on not caring about their feelings because they don’t care about mine