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    If she can wear such high heels at work, I should be allowed to bring shorts!

    people are dying

    Life is not fair.

    Hi

    I was cheated out of my four more inches. If I had gotten them I would have been a supermodel. It’s not fair.

    My neighbor is jealous of my lifestyle and business. She tried to get my business shutdown.

    I’m never appreciated

    I never get what I work for, It’s not fair

    Now it the time.

    Yo.

    my brother hit me with a tennis ball and didn’t apologize

    I have to find a job. That’s not fair!

    I got tea bagged with real tea. It’s not fair!!!

    Someone put oranges on me and took a picture.

    I just wasted 75 seconds of my life visiting this site.
    Totally not fair.
    fo realzies.

    I can’t have a birthday ery day! IT’S NOT FAIR!!!

    My sistr keeps making this game complicated! IT’S NOT FAIR!!!

    Every time I hear a good song on the radio someone changes the station! IT’S NOT FAIR!!!

    My parents don’t let me go in the pool because there is not daylight. Technically there is daylight. NOT FAIR

    Its not fair that the one guy that once loved, and cared for you doesn’t feel the same way about you; now, your stuck with feelings for him in which apparently he could care less about, but that doesn’t matter because all sources of communication have ceased… its not fair!

    it’s not fair that I have no money!

    simply not!

    art fair is not fair

    Its not fair that she too credit for all my hard work nd got recognition and continues to brag about it

    I have been waiting for ages, and you keep delaying, later, later, later.
    Tomorrow becomes next week.
    Next week becomes next month.
    Next month becomes next year.
    But a time comes when later turns into later,
    And that’s when I break.

    I’ll tell you what I have really been deanilg with a garden of bitterness in my life and I didn’t even know it was there. Just a few weeks ago, in a spirit of prayer, I asked God to reveal things that were blocking my life and one was a big patch of bitterness. Whew! As soon as I acknowledged it, I felt that instant burning sensation that comes with remembering the wrongs done to me and I asked God to forgive me for harboring resentment and even hatred and asked Him to remove those weeds from my life. It was a process one I’m still undergoing but God is good. Forgiving someone who wronged me long ago with whom I have no contact any longer came with a humongous sense of RELIEF! A burden rolled away and I have actually felt a deeper connection with the Lord. More than anything, I realized just how much my selfishness and pride (which demanded retribution) kept me from an intimate walk with my Lord.I have to regularly ask HIM to reveal these areas in me. I walked for a long time without even knowing they were there whether I tried to just ignore them first, I can’t even remember but I ask God to SHOW ME where I need to take a rake and cut back the weeds that keep me from HIM and HIS PLANS for me.

    Your posting is absoltuley on the point!

    Two people intslntay come to mind when I think forgiveness My husband and my step-dad. All through high school, my step-dad (who has now admitted to this, since finding Christ) did everything in his power to make my life harder. I was already struggling with depression and self-esteem issues because I had just started to really make friends when they decided to get married. We had to move to the other side of the country. I had an even harder time making friends in California. I didn’t agree with a lot of things my peers were doing, I was extremely shy and just packed on another shell to hide my true self when we moved, and on top of that, my step-dad refused to ever let me leave the house without the rest of the family. He has changed a lot, but in some ways he hasn’t. I still have some problems with him, although I’ve learned better, more mature ways to deal with these problems. I’ve forgiven him for a lot but I am definitely still a long way from the end of that journey. As for my husband, we have just had a LOT f ups and extreme downs. With both people I listed, there was a lot of emotional/psychological abuse as well as small amounts of physical abuse. That is something that I have always been afraid of and felt I would never be able to forgive someone for. I CAN’T forgive someone for it. However, I have given it to God and he can cleanse that from our lives and our minds. Things are not fully resolved, but we are working to eliminate these things and to forgive and leave the past in the past.

    i hate men

    What i do not understood is in fact how you are now not rlealy a lot more smartly-preferred than you may be right now. You are very intelligent. You recognize therefore considerably in terms of this subject, produced me individually consider it from so many varied angles. Its like women and men are not involved until it is something to do with Lady gaga! Your own stuffs great. All the time deal with it up!

    I love you/falling in love with you.. how do you feel?” and watch how she reacts the sencod time. she heard what you said, she’s had time to think of a million responses and sort through her feelings to see if she has doubts etc.funny how not responding can actually get someone to fall out of love, I hope you keep falling in love more and more everyday and she finds the voice to tell you her feelings too, that trust that she can put her heart in your hands like you did with yours.

    Domain names are needed beaucse it’s easier to remember say, microsoft.com than 207.46.197.32 or yahoo.com 209.131.36.158The registrars pay a fee to ICANN who coordinate the DNS servers. As well as the annual fee, around 20 25c goes to ICANN for each domain you register.If you can remember lots of ip addresses then you’ve no need to use domain names, computers don’t use them just us humans. Typing 207.46.197.32 in your browseer address bar gets you to the same place as typing microsoft.comSome people don’t bother registering domain names and just use their server’s IP addresss. However, as at least one person on Yahoo Answers found out, that doesn’t make them private, it just means you need to know the IP address rather than remembering a domain name.

    i have 2 things on the same night last week he told me i could do the other the one i didnt do that night noew i gotta do drama (im a tree for like 20 ins at a time) and both my parents just had a massive go at me

    ITS NOT FAIR GOD DAD MUMMMMM

    ‘kay what’s not fair is that I’ve lost my mind and can’t find it; last post (a few days ago) was mine. Any chance it could be deleted?

    it’s not fair when people start to hate you. Why? i ask them the same question :(

    its not fair that I’m so bitter my first thought on this page was to write “no my life is more unfair than all these comments”

    webkinz.com won’t work, IT’S NOT FAIR!!!!!

    its not fair that I paid 65% of my take home pay for child support for 15 years (understandably) but when all my children are grown up and on there own the state of Missouri lets my ex continue to abuse the system and keep taking my money illegally.

    Its not fair that I have been at work all week, coming home to a screaming 2 year old & a expecting spouse. Getting the house ready for in laws that will be staying for a month. Its not fair that I have one afternoon to fish & its suppose to rain all day tomorrow. All week sun, warm in the 70’s & little wind. Watching trucks go by my work window hauling their boats & fishing gear. So yep, not fair that free afternoon will be spent doing the same dam thing I was dreaming to get away from – even for just 4 hours.

    its not fair people can get fired for silly jokes

    its just not fair my dad lost something that i like

    …that he cannot love you anymore the way he used to do, once he falls in love with another one. or, does he?

    FML, too

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    ITS NOT FAIR MY MUM GETS MY SISTER EVERYTHING A BLACKBERRY BUT WHEN I ASK FOR ONE SHE SAYS NO SHE EVEN HATES ME!!!!!!!!!!!!

    its not fair that this website sucks!!!!

    Its not fair that life makes us fight with the most loved ones, and we understand how much they suffered for us and how much we need them – only when they are gone.

    its not fair being told to be someone your not. i rather be happy being me. than please others by not being myself.
    FUUUUUCK YOU

    its not fair being jugde by your bestfriends.
    they treat me like shit.

    It’s not fair that when i need to switch schools i meet the most amazing people

    ITS NOT FAIR THAT I CANT EXPRESS MY FEELINGS OVER A BOY THAT I LIKE WHAT SHOULD I DO

    ITS NOT FAIR THAT I KEEP ON BEING CALLED UGLY AND FAT

    It’s not fair that i can’t express myself in my own way, music

    It’s not fair that i get judged on my weight

    its not fair that i always get my phone taken away

    why is ice cream made out of ice

    why cant i get a job???

    I dont have any money and I have bills to pay that I had forgotten about and where the hell am I supposed to get money from to pay them?

    Mum and Dad need major repairs done to the house and they cant afford it and there are no jobs in the region so only dad works, and me and my sister cant get work to help them.

    its not fair being judged for being myself

    It’s not fair that my mom doesn’t love me .

    It’s not fair that I’m not allowed outside on even my birthday , and my friends can stay out all night .

    It’snot fair that everyone who don’t deserve anything, get everything. So it’s also not fair for those who deserve everything, and get nothing.

    It’s not fair that my sister get’s the dressing table and I don’t!

    Its not fair that I forgive and forgive, but yet they ask more of me. Never once to the try to take away the pain they cause, they just expect forgiveness for free because they are family. They use my heart against me.

    Its not fair that I take care of everyone and give my all, but when I need someone to take care of me just for a little, no one is there.

    I have an disease that I’ll have for life and I’m only 18.

    Its not fair that I do not have enough money to waste even some really stupid people have! :(

    Its not fair my dad is dying of cancer and drug dealers, rapists, peadophiles, serial killers and gang members ect. and they go unpuished and walk away they are just getting let out of prison how is there justice in that please tell me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I played fair; I worked hard to get where I am. And now some upstarts can just throw money at the system and SURPASS me? No. Not fair.

    its not fair that i worked really hard an assignment and i got an 85 and now my average grade is 75

    its not fair i sent my teacher an assignment that when we checked in class i got a 100 and she gave me a 0 for it!

    Its not fair that I thought of creating a website about things that are not fair, then googling it to find it already exists. :) My good friend sitting here agrees.

    i must study pharmacology but i’m surfing on the internet and today is sundaay!

    I’ve just met an awesome girl and she’s about to move to the other side of the world

    that they get things and i don’t :”(

    all the people i love are out of the country! it’s not fair!

    I work seven days in a week, its not fare :P
    :)

    it takes too long to have long hair again.

    i saw their fucking photos on his computer last night. there were many folders which means they met several times, yes of course i know that but the reality is always heavier than imagination. i saw the evil in her eyes and the stupidity on his fucking face. you should have seen those photos she is so cheap with her clothes. my silly friend just dumped her beautiful girlfriend for this girl. and she cried 6 months because she didn’t know what was going on. life is really not fair!

    His daughter is with her mom, she can’t pay bills, refuses to work and just had a baby to a crack head who has tons of crack head friends that are shooting up in front of her. He went to go get her 3 weeks ago, and one of the crack head boyfriend’s pot buddies threatened him with a screwdriver if he tried to get in his truck to leave. His phone was in the truck. He tried to use his daughter’s mom’s cell to call the police. Now she won’t let him see his daughter because he called for help. It’s such bullshit! And she tells him she’s not receiving his child support payment which is nothing but lies. Her crack head boyfriend has more control over the situation than the little girl’s own father.

    My electric bill doubled this month because my boyfriend cranks the a/c when I’m at school. Now he won’t help.. he says it’s MY BILL.

    i took a taxi the other day. he was reading the best poetry ever. my friends did not value intellectual stuff. so i went home with the taxi driver.

    I have a crazy fiancee

    I am really confused about everything. Things are not going well. I am not supposed to be here and of course with these people. Absence makes me tired. I don’t know what to do and I don’t know what not to do too. I think I am going to close the curtains.

    That I have worked, donated supplies, volunteered hours on end, completed jobs that weren’t my responsibility, helped my boss and supervisor with thier job and responisibilities…and then being passed over for a promotion, because the 19 year old that “you trained” won’t “offend others” for not doing their jobs.

    To top it off, they’re right. She sits with them and chats…while the kids in the preschool are sitting on the water fountains and standing on the chairs.

    All of my work and effort was for nothing. It’s not fair.

    I feel like shit!

    my uterus is dried up……. it’s not fair

    no one cares about you guys

    i can’t hold on to a relationship…it’s not fair !

    seeing all that bullshit below is not fair!

    I don’t know.

    I’ve kissed someone in a bathroom

    some people have real problems

    there are no open access journals indexed by ahci, ssci and sci, which are also commercial “products” of a company. Tubitak, the scientific and technological research council of turkey, takes only those indexes into account, which consists of journals mostly accessible only through subscription. i think tubitak thinks that an information is not valuable if it is open…

    it’s a fairy tale

    what is fair?

    i want to see my parents but i don’t have time. it’s not fair!

    i gave you a dream and you didn’t chase it. is it fair?

    i want to have babies from him but i know i won’t. it’s not fair.

    if it’s up to me, i would sleep for a couple of days but i have plenty of homework to do. it’s not fair!

    different m&m bars taste same which is apparently not fair.

    fair fear la la la!

    to be or to be fair

    fair enough.

    time is not fair.

    everyone’s cool which is boring and unfair.

    being not fair is cool

    my fair lady.

    it’s not fair because i did my best.

    is it fair? it’s not fair!

    my dog ate the insides of her toy and now she’s about to die. is this fair? i don’t think so…

    my first grade student told me that he hates me! he doesn’t even get what “listen” means! how come he knows how to hate someone at that age?! it’s not fair!!!

    they ask me for a visa for european countries! it’s not fair!

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