I can walk into a room with a million suffering humans and not really care. But the second I see someone abusing an animal, I wish to eviscerate them.

The burns on my arm will never go away. I moved on but every time I look at the scars I've no choice but to think of how you abused me. I will never forgive you

Some of the comments that are left on these secrets are just revolting. I think that some of you get off on being nasty to others, grow up, you are disgusting.

Sometimes I feel like you are watching me,I see you in my dreams, Is it really you? I Think of you as my Guardian Angel.

Nobody takes my efforts to standardize the color of milk jug caps to reflect their contents (1%, 2%, whole, skim) seriously.