Got a bone to pick? Throw it at the wall.

Umm...The haters of Christians posting here. A couple of questions. 1. Do you speak this way about the other religions too, like Judaism & Islam? 2. NOW do you understand why this is against the rules? Floodgates were opened when it was the anti-feminist and now haters can get on here and make people feel intimidated and see which groups to hate to see if it is not included on the rules. Newsflash: It is. ALL of them. NO exclusions or anything. Calm yourself down and get mental help...

My coworkers are so blind and stupid. Our company is obviously restructuring. They blew a ton of cash on a defunct factory as part of their plan. If I'm too specific you can easily google them it's that bad, so I'm being vague.

They're focused on six figure incomes as line leads. I've got a bachelors, but if I can't easily get a job in corporate then I'm going to get some "advances" on setting up machines and go into maintenance. Easy six figures in LCOL + job security.

I'm done with all the relentless happy people on Facebook. Their constant smiling faces and "living my best life" posts make me sick. Can't they just have a bad day for once? It's exhausting looking at their fake, curated happiness. I'm over it.

And now that I know about rantrampage i can always go there too and share my wisdom there should this place go down like a soulless humanoid said they did days ago. ❤️

now the new health rule that allegedly requires that all employees act as model subjects and are to defecate while in shoulder to shoulder groups and from a standing position and use no toilet paper may require some adroit scheduling and hand sinks

I just wanted to sleep together, so I waited till they're done talking and playing. Only to be woken up alone in the bed again cause they decided to talk with friends and in the end I'm the bad guy. It sucks.

I just wanted to feel love but ended with a fight and regretting to seek for it.

i worked so damn hard and i lost everything. twice. i believed in god, country, hard work, friends. i believed in me. now it’s gone. two failed businesses, three kids, a wife, and i’m standing in the rubble. they sell you the dream but no one mentions the crash. i wish i had anything left to believe in.

why the hell do guys think because i don’t party anymore i must be in some sad marriage? i work, i study, i pay bills. i’m too old to waste weekends hungover in bed. i like being alone, i always have. and no, my marriage isn’t your business. i don’t need your half-ass pity just because my hobbies don’t revolve around getting wasted.

Do I need to do all 50 states of churches again?