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on Thu, Jan 31, 2013 at 4:41 PM
I know when you are 13 to apparently now 30, that you have to be connected to the social world and the whole world revolves around you. You stand there, head bent over the soft glow of your smartphone. BUT FOR F*CK SAKES do you have to be standing in the middle of the Oval during public skate? Not just 1 or 2 of you over to the side OUT OF THE way, but nearly 20 of you all at once! Speckled across the ice causing blockages and drifting in the wind and nearly knocking skaters over as they try to avoid you. "Oops sorry." You giggle cutely with your bashful eye lash batting.
Put your phones away and pay attention to friends you came with and enjoy ACTUAL people. You might even meet someone new! —Just Trying To Skate
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on Thu, Jan 31, 2013 at 2:19 PM
We've been the best of friends for a long time. "Joined at the hip" you've called us. And I love you very much. So much that I put you before anything else in my life, wrong as that may have been. But its breaking my heart to see the road you're on. The people who treat you like dirt, but distract you enough with pretty words that you accept it...hearing your mother weep with concern over her daughter and grandson...watching you lie to everyone around you. We were so close and lately you've been abusive. Throwing insults and fists at me, who has never done a thing to warrant it. Yelling at me for doing things you asked me to do.
I love you so much, my dear partner in crime, but I can't stand by and watch you do this to yourself. You need help, and I wish you'd go get it. It broke your heart when I told you how toxic you've become, and to stay away from me and mine...but it broke my heart too. Walking away from you is the hardest thing I've ever done, but I don't have a choice any more than you. Take care of yourself, please. The guys who trade a bottle of whiskey for entry to your bed won't be there when things fall apart for you.
I hope I will be, but I don't know any more. —Got Some Sudden Clarity
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on Thu, Jan 31, 2013 at 1:48 PM
At the beginning of this month i sank into a deep depression. I have a history of depression and tend to phase in and out of sadness, but I had been doing really, really well for a while. I decided to be completely and entirely alone four weeks ago and I cut everyone out of my life. I have spent this entire month alone, crying most every night, because this is what I do. things will be going pretty okay for me then i will remember that I hate myself and that I am awful, and I will throw away everything good in my life and start treating myself so badly. I am so tired of this. I want to break the cycle but i do not know how. I just wish I could stop. —I Don't Know How To Fix This, And I Am Exhausted
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on Thu, Jan 31, 2013 at 11:20 AM
You never walk your dog that I can tell, but you come to the door in your bare feet with your cellphone and your dog and then tell your dog to go pee or shit in front of our neighbouring houses. We've spoken to you about it and obviously you do not understand how disgusting it is to have the edge of my property used as a dog's latrine. The oil man, the meter reader, have to walk through that. People walking by see it. But I know that there's something even more disgusting than piles of dog shit and that's the poor dog's owner who won't take him for a decent walk and scoop after him. —Grossed Out Old Fogie
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on Thu, Jan 31, 2013 at 9:36 AM
You know what, awkward sucks.... Choices are made, and decisions done.... However things being okey doke.... Nope... — Awktarded
Posted
on Wed, Jan 30, 2013 at 3:56 PM
Dear Jackass:
I was leaving Bedford and continuing onto Sackville. I had the option to take the exit toward the airport from the lane I was in, or continue straight. I would have loved to get into the left lane before the two lanes converged, but I would have clipped the minivan in the left slightly in front, so I dropped my speed a little and signaled my intent to go into the left lane. You completely ignored that and were intent on passing me despite there not being enough lane to safely pass. I had to heavily break to prevent being squeezed off the road entirely.
Thank you for that spike in adrenaline, apparently I needed it. When we passed on Sackville Drive I discretely gave you the finger to silently indicate the scare you gave me, and it wasn't ok. I was greatly entertained by the lewd faces you needed to give my vehicle, you showed as much enthusiasm as my toddler does when I ask him what noises a monkey makes.
Refresh yourself with the NS Driving Rules on safety please, but if you insist on being a moron then don't forget cameras/videos can easily be used to embarass the hell out of someone.
Squeezing a mother with a toddler in vehicle qualifies in my mind... —Protective Over My Cub
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on Wed, Jan 30, 2013 at 2:17 PM
Now that I got your attention - no, this bitch isn't about penis.
As a vegetarian, why when I go somewhere to eat and have to ask for "NO MEAT" (probabally the most expensive part of the meal) do I still pay the full price?
I am increasing your margin on that sale by atleast 100% or more and you still charge the same thing.
One fast food restaurant even had the gall to charge me full price for a "large mac"(less the meat) then add extra because I requested extra tomatoes! I was fucking lost for words!?
It is to the point now that I am starting to ask for the "meat on the side" and taking it home for my pooch or for the neighbour's pooch. It's insane.
And don't tell me its because you "don't have a button on the register for that".... its not 1922 and it's a multicultural city, there are lots of us veggies around. Dirty cheap bastards. —FFS, Tired Of Paying For Meat
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on Wed, Jan 30, 2013 at 12:46 PM
You were my best friend. I loved you more than life, and gave anything you needed willingly and without expectation. Unlike the losers you spend your time with, who use booze and coke to get you into bed. I still love you, but I can't stand by and watch your life fall apart, or watch my favorite person sink into addiction. How many times did you cry on my shoulder when men treated you like a whore? Watching you embrace the role is far, far more painful.
I love you, K, more than anything. Being away from you for the last week has been murder, and I've cried more tears in your name than I can count. You've been abusive and cruel to me since December. This is not how I've treated you, and I did nothing to deserve it. I know your addictions are at fault, and despite my unconditional love for you I have to love myself enough to walk away from you. I know I'm not done mourning you yet. I just hope I'm only mourning your absence from my life, and don't find myself mourning the end of yours. You're always in my thoughts, my dearest, sweetest friend. —The Man Upstairs
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on Wed, Jan 30, 2013 at 10:59 AM
To a certain large concert venue:
The doors to Blue Rodeo were to open at 7pm. At ten to the hour there were about 15-20 of us huddled outside your doors in the blistering cold awaiting entry. Most of us were older, one was in a wheelchair and we were certainly not a rough or rowdy crowd. Yet you refused to open the damn doors even one minute early. Thank god for 92 FM for handing out free hot chocolate-that was fabulous by the way! That was just plain foolishness on your part and seemed to me just plain rude as four security people stared at us smugly in their warmth through the windows. —Popsicle Person
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on Wed, Jan 30, 2013 at 9:07 AM
I walk into the elevator of a 2 storey building.
The doors close. Nothing happens. WTF!
It wants me to select what floor I'm going to??
Aagghhh!! Do I have to live on such a stupid planet? —Snotsmee