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samijami · 6 days
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I've told plenty of people in my school I have an allergy to artificial watermelon. That's includes those 'fruit mix/fruit punch/fruit' this and that flavours that have watermelon in them.
I've drank fruit punch flavours before and been fine, then other times I wasn't. Because sometimes they put watermelon in fruit punch flavours, and sometimes they don't. I wish they'd list which fruits they put in their damn fruit punch flavours so I wouldn't have to avoid fruit punch all and all (except fruit punch soda or UDF fruit punch--those have been HEAVILY tested by me lmfao).
So at school, sometimes it's overcomplicating things to explain my issue with fruit punch, or just explain that I'm not allergic to watermelon itself but rather the artificial flavouring/artificial anything that is watermelon (including cologne, air refresher and all that). So I just say I'm allergic to watermelon and fruit punch.
And so far people have triggered or tried to trigger my allergies very uncaringly, atleast a few times.
I gave a girl my damn fruit punch Kool-Aid thingy from my lunchable because I know I'm allergic to those and she was one of them assholes so, she shoved it back into my face and said 'why don't you take a drink?' And I said I was allergic, she kept it up and I said it could literally swell my throat up and kill me. She proceeded to say 'oh boy i definitely don't wanna be responsible for your death.'
Another time, some girl who lives down the street from me had been paying me to shoplift her chapstick (she has a chapstick addiction). I literaly just stole any chapstick I could get my hands on and she paid me when she had money (she scammed me out of money multiple times..) One time, I gave her some I was personally allergic to and even told her I was so to please not open it around me, and she did it anyways. It was smelly chapstick and bitch just opened it (AND USED IT) and decided to choke me with it for awhile.
And another time, a fuckin teacher used a watermelon aroma thingy you plug into the wall and it emits this air refreshening thingy. Before figuring out it was watermelon i was already having trouble breathing, guess I knew why then.
And they ban peanut butter and nuts and stuff in general from being brought into school, yet they don't account that:
-Maybe 2 people in this entire school district is allergic to peanuts
-there's this guy who's allergic to bananas
-MY ALLERGIES ARE CONSTANTLY SHOVED IN MY FACE AND I HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT, FUCK YOU IF I BRING PEANUT BUTTER. I'M BRINGING PEANUT BUTTER. EVERYONE IN THIS SCHOOL TRIES TO HAND ME FUCKING WATERMELON GUM, YOUR TEACHERS USE WATERMELON SHIT IN THE CLASSROOM AND YOU TELL HOSPITALS AND SHIT I'M FAKING WHEN YOU GET ME SENT OFF TO ONE!? FUCK YOU AND YOUR STUPID PEANUT BUTTER RULES, GET MY ALLERGIES AWAY FROM ME BEFORE I RESPECT THAT STUPID ASS RULE
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ohheyitsjustbear · 9 months
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Why would you come into a record store, spend half an hour debating whether to get something, then out loud decide to get it off Amazon cos its slightly cheaper 🤬 obviously it's gonna be cheaper but fuck supporting local businesses right?
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webvampzz · 3 months
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i actually hate when i make a joke and it isnt joke time and everyone just leaves me on heard so much. why arent you laughing
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pensarecool2 · 1 year
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idk what propaganda it was that started the idea that mothers inherently love their children and care about what happens to them, but i hate it. i fucking hate people who act like all mothers love their children and care about if their children are harmed. especially, people who tell kids they have to love their parents no matter what cause they're your parents or whatever. like stfu. just say you think abuse is ok.
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madbuns · 1 year
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variksel · 1 year
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i hate you ai art i hate you "unalive" i hate you youtube premium i hate you twitter 8$ checkmark i hate you nfts i hate you therapy app advertisements i hate you non-chronological timelines i hate you instagram reels i hate you subtle tiktok filters that cant be turned off i hate you family bloggers i hate you ads on true crime episodes i hate you facebook i hate you vr glasses on chickens i hate you dystopian social media
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crying-coffin-corp · 1 month
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Sorry usually I don’t do rants but this really pisses me off. (Feel free to skip this but this hurts.)
Like there’s this “friend” (more like an ex since I try to be friends with exs). But this person did multiple things that made me uncomfortable, one point I told him to literally stop joining me. Yk what they did? Ignore me. He went to someone about what happened since I’ve gotten into an argument with him since I’m literally done with him since all he dose is make my friends and I uncomfortable as hell. He also would “jokingly” harass people.
Excuse me you harassed someone you literally don’t know on vrchat, and that person’s partner was with them so was I and my partner.
He decide to drag someone close to him to yell at me for yelling at me
“He’s alone.”
Well excuse me you aren’t there for the shit he dose in vrchat and hell no I’m not playing babysitter for someone who made me uncomfortable. The guy can go fucking find other people and not bug me and my friends.
What do they have a torture kink or something?
I don’t want any of this I’m busy bettering myself for my partner’s sake. That means removing people negative from me.
What the hell should I do?
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crystalsandbubbletea · 2 months
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Rant-Vent about my art blog @crystalsandbubbletea-art
I am honestly thinking about deleting my art blog.
I made that blog to share my art and to reblog art things. But every time I end up posting my art and don't reblog it onto here, my art only gets one note (Well, I guess this also applies to the art I do reblog onto here), which hurts because sometimes I spend months on a illustration.
Yesterday I finished a illustration that took me a month and a half, reblogged it onto here, and either people noticed it and didn't like the post, or people just ignored it.
I really don't want to delete my art blog, because I really want to believe that someday one of my illustrations will be popular, but at the same time I am losing hope about that.
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therewithinthestars · 4 months
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samijami · 6 months
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You know what, my parents have always been so great at comforting me
I could be really shaken up and scared cuz someone just tried hurt me and my mom would say 'ah, get over it, she couldn't have hurt you anyways', when the same lady beats her grown ass brother to a pulp everyday and would've with me if I hadn't ran away when she gave chase.
My father could always complain like fuck to ME about me being bullied. What am I going to do? Why don't I tell you I'm being bullied? Oh because you yell at me for being bullied because you're complaining to me about what THEY'RE doing. That's really fucking nice.
Why don't I tell you about my mental state, father? Oh because you tell me I have no reason to be depressed and that I'm being ungrateful or accuse me of being indoctrinated by the internet and trying to to waste your money on therapy when I open up. Or maybe because I've had multiple instances of you screaming at me for 5 fucking hours about how much of a disappointment to the entire family line I am for being the 'only depressed one/the only one who's 'given up',' or you just insist I'm depressed because someone convinced me I'm gay or trans on the internet.
Why don't I tell you I have a cold, father? Because I'd rather pretend I have a dry cough and take medicine behind your back then be screamed at about how you'd die if I gave you a cold, (which you won't), or how I 'definitively have covid' and then not let me in the living room with you. I don't want to be screamed at until I'm crying, and then you tell me I'm selfish for crying. It's happened too much, I'd rather just suffer in silence even if I do have a bad cold.
Why do I always stay up in my bedroom and avoid you, father? Because, you sleep half the day and scream at me if I make a singular noise. I can't live in my own household nor even go and eat something if you're asleep. I'm not allowed to. You could sleep the whole day and I could starve, yet if I moved and made a noise, you'd make sure I have a reason to cry. Then pound on me for crying.
Why do I always stall and not tell you I may need medical attention until I'm crying from pain? Because both of you complain about the hospital bills, how I'm faking, and how I'm a waste of time. Why did I need to get taken to the hospital from school before from passing out? Because you convinced me I shouldn't care enough to let you know something is wrong until something bad happens to me if it costs you time and money. I hated the back of that ambulance, and you're the reason I had to experience that.
I hated the way that boy laughed at me as I was picked up half-fucking conscious and dragged to the stretcher and loaded into the damn ambulance.
Why do I not tell you I need help with schooling? Because you helped my brother with one homework paper in kindergarten, and that was the only one he failed. Then you complained to him and said I was the smarter kid. Now that I'm failing, if I say I have one problem, I'm automatically fucking stupid since I was straight A's and B's in ELEMENTARY.
Oh and my cat could be dying, so keep making side-comments, 'he's going to die'. That's very comforting. I love it when you say that.
Why must you always tell me I'm going to fail when I grow up? I can't have ADHD when i grow up or else I'll be 'dysfunctional' and never get a job? I should grow out of my problems? These problems never existed in your generation because you just dealt with it and got through it and now we 'dramatise everything'? I can only grow up to marry--and I need to marry--a straight white boy? I'm never going to college because I'm a fucking dumbass and I'm failing at everything?
I can't be a child right now? I can't have mental problems? I can't be experiencing the aftermath of every fucking thing you've done to me? I need to be perfect, and I need to comfort myself? All I ask is for you to say one thing when I'm sitting here and ASKING for your help..
I just want you to say it's ok.
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thediktatortot · 2 years
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Fandom is so different now and it’s becoming un-fun with how quickly shit moves.
I just want to enjoy things. I don’t want to have to play a game of Artist-Race that seems to be afoot lately.
Ya’ll eat up fandoms, leave artists and writers bone dry and then move on so fucking quickly then fucking wonder where all the Good Fandom Stuff is.
Idk Maybe cherish some things for longer. Reblog stuff. Interact with people. Comment and share.
Fandom is Capitalism now and I’m not being nuanced.
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justwater4mepls · 1 month
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An empty stomach is way better than a bloated one.
Remember that next time that you think about eating
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sophia-131989 · 3 months
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I'm so jealous of people my age who are naturally skinny. Everyone I know is smaller than me and they can eat whatever they want and don't have to worn about gaining and they don't dislike their bodies. Meanwhile I gain 5 pounds after smelling chocolate.
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crystalsandbubbletea · 2 months
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Rant-Vent post
(CW: Swearing)
I.
Absolutely.
HATE it when teachers point out my birthday is soon. I have social anxiety and I don't want people knowing my birthday is this Thursday. I hate having all those people stare at me. I mainly hate the staring part because I LITERALLY HAVE A TRAUMA related to being stared at!
I am so tired of my social anxiety being dismissed as "Just being shy" or "Oh you just haven't tried talking". THAT'S NOT WHAT MY FUCKING SOCIAL ANXIETY IS! I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FUCKING TALK BUT EVERY TIME I TRY TO I GET THIS WAVE OF ANXIETY!
I'm also tired of people acting like I chose to be this way. I didn't chose to have social anxiety. I didn't chose to get cyber bullied to the point I'm afraid of what people think of me. I didn't chose to get bullied to the point I fear what people think of me. And I CERTAINLY DIDN'T CHOSE to have constant waves of fear about socializing.
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