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Anger: What does it take to make you snap?
Posted 4/22/12
i can never forgive stupidity.
Posted 7/18/12
When someone acts without recollection of other people's thought's and feelings. I get scary angry.
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i m always angry even a slightest thing is uncomfortable or unsatisfying i really loose it .....so to say is it doesnt really take time to make me snap and what makes me even more angry is total bullshit that people talk ...... im not really short tempered but just have quick reaction to bullshit thats what i would say
Posted 7/18/12
People having random attitude with me.
Posted 7/18/12

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Cruelty to animals. It boils my blood.


I watch so much Animal Planet. The things people do to animals makes me so sick to my stomach,
I wanna become a Vet so I can help these animals who're neglected.

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Villainy.

If you're so desperate that you have to hurt people to live in this world, that makes me desperate enough to pour acid on you. I desire nothing more than to boil the flesh right off your selfish evil bones. I have a strong sense of justice and no mercy for the merciless. I hate when the strong abuse the weak, and despite the fact that people often say most crime is because of economic issues, I ignore such nonsense completely. There are billions of desperately poor people who don't murder for profit, so the excuse is just utterly fallacious.

Working fire rescue, there's always the chances you'll show up to a car, or house fire that's actually a crime scene. LONG BEFORE THE COPS GET THERE..... So it's happened to me more than a few times. But I've only ever once gotten a chance to do anything about it.

I don't live in the firehouse, or anything. Aside from our chief and the paid EMTs it's an all volunteer group, so when we get paged, most of us show up to the scene instead of rushing to the station, and we gear up with equipment stored in the ladder truck. Often we have to park really damn far away from the house we were called to because the street was too narrow to double park and if you don't leave room for the trucks, everyone flips out on you for being a douche.

Anyway, after dashing out of my car and running down the street, I heard glass breaking and saw some asshole had smashed the rear window of someone's Mercedes and was crawling inside. I didn't even have to change directions, he was doing it right in front of me. Normal people don't break into the back window of a Mercedes looking like a gangbanger, so I just assumed he was some fucking crackhead asshole and I actually planned on just ignoring him. What was I going to do anyway, he was in the car... I guess he couldn't get it started, but did manage to put it in neutral, but then he let it roll down the street, crashing into another car. At which point the alarm finally went off, he got out and started running towards me (the opposite direction from the fire) and I decided I hated him the second he looked me in the eyes. I'm not sure why, or what it means, but I saw something in his eyes in that moment which I can't describe. And this feeling sprung up inside me, I hated him, completely. I just suddenly hated him and that was that. So, I ran directly at him and shouldered him with my full momentum. Then I kicked him directly in the head and laid him out flat, he got back up, so I pushed him over and kicked him in the head a few more times until he stopped moving. If you're wondering, yes, I intentionally gave him a skull fracture. I was rather hoping he would die, but the bastard lived.

Turned out he was in the same gang as the guys who did a home invasion and then started the fire we were called to. And it's possible it was actually him that did it, but no evidence, so they didn't manage to get him on first degree arson charges, but the lesser charge of conspiracy to commit arson as well as all the burglary, kidnapping, murder, rape and assault stuff which they did to the poor family who lived there. I wish it was uncommon, but if you live in the u.s. try reading your paper some time, home invasions are constantly listed in the police blotters, though usually with the foot note of "the assailant was shot by the homeowner." Apparently being a home invasion'er is a high risk job, lol.... Those are my favorite happy endings.

To anyone who would like to argue against my actions or line of logic, go ahead, pretend that if you don't stop predators, they'll just stop on their own. It's nice to have such innocent fantasies isn't it? I wish I was as happily deluded as you. And I'm not saying that sarcastically. I really do. Losing your innocence isn't like losing your virginity, unless you lose it while being raped by a Christmas tree, I suppose.
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Posted 7/18/12
When I begin to get angry, I immediately start sorting through the pros and cons of my possible future actions. If I were at work and decided to curse at someone, would that be in my favor? Would I actually feel better after releasing my anger? Sometimes we even direct our anger at the wrong person(s) and then they end up doing the same (karma, the butterfly effect, the gift that keeps on giving, etc)

Everyone has that moment when they snap for a second and swear into the wind or toss something as hard as they can. It can even be healthly to do that but always try to think before you act. If you are able to wait for the emotion to subside, you will see that you don't have as much as you thought you had to be angry about.

Most of the time, I get angry because of repetition. If you get scratched by a tree branch it doesn't feel like much and it hardly harms you but let's say you are stuck in that moment for an hour. That would be thousands of tiny scratches that could add up to a lost limb. It's very important to remove yourself from any situation that you feel has the potention to build up to that lost limb.

Life really isn't so bad, it's the choices we make and the reactions that can ruin things quickly.
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Posted 7/18/12

AshRandom wrote:

Villainy.

If you're so desperate that you have to hurt people to live in this world, that makes me desperate enough to pour acid on you. I desire nothing more than to boil the flesh right off your selfish evil bones. I have a strong sense of justice and no mercy for the merciless. I hate when the strong abuse the weak, and despite the fact that people often say most crime is because of economic issues, I ignore such nonsense completely. There are billions of desperately poor people who don't murder for profit, so the excuse is just utterly fallacious.

Working fire rescue, there's always the chances you'll show up to a car, or house fire that's actually a crime scene. LONG BEFORE THE COPS GET THERE..... So it's happened to me more than a few times. But I've only ever once gotten a chance to do anything about it.

I don't live in the firehouse, or anything. Aside from our chief and the paid EMTs it's an all volunteer group, so when we get paged, most of us show up to the scene instead of rushing to the station, and we gear up with equipment stored in the ladder truck. Often we have to park really damn far away from the house we were called to because the street was too narrow to double park and if you don't leave room for the trucks, everyone flips out on you for being a douche.

Anyway, after dashing out of my car and running down the street, I heard glass breaking and saw some asshole had smashed the rear window of someone's Mercedes and was crawling inside. I didn't even have to change directions, he was doing it right in front of me. Normal people don't break into the back window of a Mercedes looking like a gangbanger, so I just assumed he was some fucking crackhead asshole and I actually planned on just ignoring him. What was I going to do anyway, he was in the car... I guess he couldn't get it started, but did manage to put it in neutral, but then he let it roll down the street, crashing into another car. At which point the alarm finally went off, he got out and started running towards me (the opposite direction from the fire) and I decided I hated him the second he looked me in the eyes. I'm not sure why, or what it means, but I saw something in his eyes in that moment which I can't describe. And this feeling sprung up inside me, I hated him, completely. I just suddenly hated him and that was that. So, I ran directly at him and shouldered him with my full momentum. Then I kicked him directly in the head and laid him out flat, he got back up, so I pushed him over and kicked him in the head a few more times until he stopped moving. If you're wondering, yes, I intentionally gave him a skull fracture. I was rather hoping he would die, but the bastard lived.

Turned out he was in the same gang as the guys who did a home invasion and then started the fire we were called to. And it's possible it was actually him that did it, but no evidence, so they didn't manage to get him on first degree arson charges, but the lesser charge of conspiracy to commit arson as well as all the burglary, kidnapping, murder, rape and assault stuff which they did to the poor family who lived there. I wish it was uncommon, but if you live in the u.s. try reading your paper some time, home invasions are constantly listed in the police blotters, though usually with the foot note of "the assailant was shot by the homeowner." Apparently being a home invasion'er is a high risk job, lol.... Those are my favorite happy endings.

To anyone who would like to argue against my actions or line of logic, go ahead, pretend that if you don't stop predators, they'll just stop on their own. It's nice to have such innocent fantasies isn't it? I wish I was as happily deluded as you. And I'm not saying that sarcastically. I really do. Losing your innocence isn't like losing your virginity, unless you lose it while being raped by a Christmas tree, I suppose.


I won't judge your actions or your emotions but, have you had counseling for your anger? Especially after this incident.
Posted 7/18/12 , edited 7/18/12

AshRandom wrote:

Villainy.

If you're so desperate that you have to hurt people to live in this world, that makes me desperate enough to pour acid on you. I desire nothing more than to boil the flesh right off your selfish evil bones. I have a strong sense of justice and no mercy for the merciless. I hate when the strong abuse the weak, and despite the fact that people often say most crime is because of economic issues, I ignore such nonsense completely. There are billions of desperately poor people who don't murder for profit, so the excuse is just utterly fallacious.

Working fire rescue, there's always the chances you'll show up to a car, or house fire that's actually a crime scene. LONG BEFORE THE COPS GET THERE..... So it's happened to me more than a few times. But I've only ever once gotten a chance to do anything about it.

I don't live in the firehouse, or anything. Aside from our chief and the paid EMTs it's an all volunteer group, so when we get paged, most of us show up to the scene instead of rushing to the station, and we gear up with equipment stored in the ladder truck. Often we have to park really damn far away from the house we were called to because the street was too narrow to double park and if you don't leave room for the trucks, everyone flips out on you for being a douche.

Anyway, after dashing out of my car and running down the street, I heard glass breaking and saw some asshole had smashed the rear window of someone's Mercedes and was crawling inside. I didn't even have to change directions, he was doing it right in front of me. Normal people don't break into the back window of a Mercedes looking like a gangbanger, so I just assumed he was some fucking crackhead asshole and I actually planned on just ignoring him. What was I going to do anyway, he was in the car... I guess he couldn't get it started, but did manage to put it in neutral, but then he let it roll down the street, crashing into another car. At which point the alarm finally went off, he got out and started running towards me (the opposite direction from the fire) and I decided I hated him the second he looked me in the eyes. I'm not sure why, or what it means, but I saw something in his eyes in that moment which I can't describe. And this feeling sprung up inside me, I hated him, completely. I just suddenly hated him and that was that. So, I ran directly at him and shouldered him with my full momentum. Then I kicked him directly in the head and laid him out flat, he got back up, so I pushed him over and kicked him in the head a few more times until he stopped moving. If you're wondering, yes, I intentionally gave him a skull fracture. I was rather hoping he would die, but the bastard lived.

Turned out he was in the same gang as the guys who did a home invasion and then started the fire we were called to. And it's possible it was actually him that did it, but no evidence, so they didn't manage to get him on first degree arson charges, but the lesser charge of conspiracy to commit arson as well as all the burglary, kidnapping, murder, rape and assault stuff which they did to the poor family who lived there. I wish it was uncommon, but if you live in the u.s. try reading your paper some time, home invasions are constantly listed in the police blotters, though usually with the foot note of "the assailant was shot by the homeowner." Apparently being a home invasion'er is a high risk job, lol.... Those are my favorite happy endings.

To anyone who would like to argue against my actions or line of logic, go ahead, pretend that if you don't stop predators, they'll just stop on their own. It's nice to have such innocent fantasies isn't it? I wish I was as happily deluded as you. And I'm not saying that sarcastically. I really do. Losing your innocence isn't like losing your virginity, unless you lose it while being raped by a Christmas tree, I suppose.


AshRandom, you kick ass

I saw this and figured... this is fitting. (Watch all the way through).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWpK0wsnitc

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NothingLikeYou wrote:

I won't judge your actions or your emotions but, have you had counseling for your anger? Especially after this incident.


Nope, I then went on to murder a bunch of old ladies and cute children and was executed by the state of Texas in 1992.

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Posted 7/18/12

AshRandom wrote:


NothingLikeYou wrote:

I won't judge your actions or your emotions but, have you had counseling for your anger? Especially after this incident.


Nope, I then went on to murder a bunch of old ladies and cute children and was executed by the state of Texas in 1992.



at least they weren't cute old ladies that would be over the line
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NothingLikeYou wrote:


AshRandom wrote:


NothingLikeYou wrote:

I won't judge your actions or your emotions but, have you had counseling for your anger? Especially after this incident.


Nope, I then went on to murder a bunch of old ladies and cute children and was executed by the state of Texas in 1992.



at least they weren't cute old ladies that would be over the line


.... yeah... actually I did have to see a counselor before they would let me testify against him at his trial. She asked me if I was angry, I said I was pretty frightened. She asked me why I was afraid, and I said I was afraid because I was the first firefigther on the scene, there weren't any cops on scene yet, there weren't any EMTs either, and I could hear their sirens approaching, but they were a long way off. I knew I was alone in the street with this man who was stealing a car. Actually he failed to steal the car, crashed it, and then came running up the hill at me with a burning house in the background. She asked me if I could tell who he was, if I could identify him as black or white, and how dark it was, if there were street lights... I said there were plenty of lights, there was a GIANT FIRE.... I could see him perfectly, he was wearing an all purple sweat suit with one leg jacked up half way. (She actually gasped, so apparently court counselors aren't above being stereotypically afraid)...

Then she asked me a bunch of personal questions -- if I lived alone, I said I had 4 suite mates (graduate dormitories) who were all either married, or had girlfriends. She asked if I got along with them. I said yeah they're great we all play racket ball and ping-pong together. Then I said, but things have changed a bit this year, everyone laughs at me a lot because apparently after thanksgiving I sleep-walked into the living room when they were all up late watching a movie, got a glass of water from the kitchen, drank it and went back to bed -- and I sleep naked.... (it happened)... She refused to laugh, but was like, chewing on the inside of her cheek, which is sad because we all know that's what people do to stop from laughing... And I explained that I used to think we were all great friends before they openly started laughing at me... And that they had nicknamed me "Wandering Dick" but that I've started a campaign of correcting people when they don't call me "Wandering Dick" HEY! That's Wandering Dick Buddy! Get the name right! (and she sorta giggle-snorted)... I considered the giggle-snort to be a victory....

Then she asked me if I was single and I followed my father's sage-like-advice and smiled at her until she looked away. Which by the way guys: IS ALWAYS THE RIGHT THING TO DO. Works like magic... xD If there is anything of which I could bestow upon you, which would get you laid in life, it is this. When you hear the words: Are you single, or do you have a girlfriend -- lock eyes with them, smile and don't stop until you break them.

heheheheh xD
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Posted 7/18/12

AshRandom wrote:


NothingLikeYou wrote:


AshRandom wrote:


NothingLikeYou wrote:

I won't judge your actions or your emotions but, have you had counseling for your anger? Especially after this incident.


Nope, I then went on to murder a bunch of old ladies and cute children and was executed by the state of Texas in 1992.



at least they weren't cute old ladies that would be over the line


.... yeah... actually I did have to see a counselor before they would let me testify against him at his trial. She asked me if I was angry, I said I was pretty frightened. She asked me why I was afraid, and I said I was afraid because I was the first firefigther on the scene, there weren't any cops on scene yet, there weren't any EMTs either, and I could hear their sirens approaching, but they were a long way off. I knew I was alone in the street with this man who was stealing a car. Actually he failed to steal the car, crashed it, and then came running up the hill at me with a burning house in the background. She asked me if I could tell who he was, if I could identify him as black or white, and how dark it was, if there were street lights... I said there were plenty of lights, there was a GIANT FIRE.... I could see him perfectly, he was wearing an all purple sweat suit with one leg jacked up half way. (She actually gasped, so apparently court counselors aren't above being stereotypically afraid)...

Then she asked me a bunch of personal questions -- if I lived alone, I said I had 4 suite mates (graduate dormitories) who were all either married, or had girlfriends. She asked if I got along with them. I said yeah they're great we all play racket ball and ping-pong together. Then I said, but things have changed a bit this year, everyone laughs at me a lot because apparently after thanksgiving I sleep-walked into the living room when they were all up late watching a movie, got a glass of water from the kitchen, drank it and went back to bed -- and I sleep naked.... (it happened)... She refused to laugh, but was like, chewing on the inside of her cheek, which is sad because we all know that's what people do to stop from laughing... And I explained that I used to think we were all great friends before they openly started laughing at me... And that they had nicknamed me "Wandering Dick" but that I've started a campaign of correcting people when they don't call me "Wandering Dick" HEY! That's Wandering Dick Buddy! Get the name right! (and she sorta giggle-snorted)... I considered the giggle-snort to be a victory....

Then she asked me if I was single and I followed my father's sage-like-advice and smiled at her until she looked away. Which by the way guys: IS ALWAYS THE RIGHT THING TO DO. Works like magic... xD If there is anything of which I could bestow upon you, which would get you laid in life, it is this. When you hear the words: Are you single, or do you have a girlfriend -- lock eyes with them, smile and don't stop until you break them.

heheheheh xD


You should be a writer. You have a great imagination.

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I only snap when dad starts shouting irrelevant sht at me when he's mad. Like fock, he starts bashing about the stuff I do that has nothing to do with why he's angry
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AshRandom, you kick ass

I saw this and figured... this is fitting. (Watch all the way through).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWpK0wsnitc



That was intense. Have you seen Wonder Boy? It's on netlix ... not that I want to advertise for them...

BTW I loved the youtube guy who commented: That's the best Jack Daniels commercial I've ever seen!
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