r/infuriatingasfuck

All I did was leave a comment earlier this hour and just when I was about to post something myself, the jackholes up and banned me shortly there after. And for no good reason too! With all the times I've been in this SubReddit, I've been doing all I could to not get banned by following their rules. What a way to start off the frickin day...🙄

The bathroom is 5-10 feet to the left of the camera and she walks right past it.

But yeah, she’s totally a vulnerable “group”.

Cream: all different people. rude.

Red: OOO

Brown: OOP

White: (me) OP

Orange: all different people. mean.

This was recorded on a rainy day in Turin at the crossing of Via Ormea and Via Michelangelo.

Some issue with or complete absence of the drainage system on the roof of this building makes the water drip at the sidewalk right next to a parking machine, which is the only one in the radius of one block at least. This forces people who have parked their cars to stand there under the shower of water, trying to type in their car plate number.

This is a terrible user experience, especially because the shower is quite wide and its epicenter is slightly to the side, making it impossible to completely shield yourself with an umbrella. No matter where you stand, the splashes will cover your shoes and legs.

Properly functioning drainage systems are very important, especially around places where people don't just walk but have to stand for extended periods of time.

"when i was in 8th grade i bullied skinny girls, the reason being that i was one of them but didn't want to see it. It's easier to attack others, for having the same issues. Rather than changing i had an eating disorder."

And after i became a big blogger, and youtuber i became very arrogant and egocentric. I remember saying to my parents, that they could retire. Because i had soooo much money, and my dad took me to the basement."

"He slapped me very hard, and said that he's f'g tired of my attitude. And the principal had called them, about me bullying an autistic kid. He actually grabbed my ponytail, and pulled me up to my bedroom."

"And like most teenagers i started crying and whining, playing the victim. And he lifted up his hand, and i sat down on my bed. My mom came in and said they are disappointed. That money and fame dosen't make me better than them."

"So basicly i was a skinny b***h, that bullied people because i hated myself. And i blamed my sponsors, for making me addicted to makeup. But who signed the contracts?, who shaked their hand?."

"Who said that money sounds great? oh yes me. The hypocrite blaming others, thankfully i grew up. So this is my brutal story, i hope young girls can learn to avoid ED. And the feeling of needing makeup from they are 12."

"The chronic insomnia started when i was 11, spending a long time falling asleep. I still have it and coffee since 17 has made my days way easier (laughs)."

"I remember in 1991 I’d been asking him for months, to put a radio in my car but he’d been too disorganised or drunk to sort it out. So I asked my bodyguard Dave to do it."

"When Dad heard me asking Dave, he just flipped. He went crazy and started attacking me."

“I told him he’d regret it for the rest of his life if he hit me again but he just carried on and on."

“I was already on the floor curled up hiding in the corner and covering my face when he started kicking me and screaming, ‘You look like your f***ing mother. You’re just like her."

“I thought he was going to kill me and begged him to stop. When I tried to get up he kicked me so hard in the stomach it winded me and he wouldn’t stop."

“My little sister Vanessa heard what was going on and jumped on his back to get him off me. She was only 18 and saw our father behave like a madman."

“I crawled out from the front door, then he threw his duty free bottle of vodka at my head and kept shouting, ‘I’m supposed to be the one helping you, not Dave.’”

With two fractured ribs, a gash to her forehead, a black eye and her hair matted with blood, Sam stumbled into the street where she was told by a neighbour not to call the police, as it would ruin her father’s life.

Instead Sam returned to collect her belongings the following day, and encountered a broken man.

“I’d never seen my dad cry, not even at funerals. He used to keep everything inside and it was the first time I’d ever seen him break down,” she recalls.

“He said he loved me and wanted me to forgive him and for us to carry on like before but I told him I’d had enough.”

She discovered that her father, had not paid tax on her earnings for several years. And had embezzled millions of pounds, most of which had gone on alcohol and cocaine.

Despite this double betrayal – and even though she barely spoke to him before he died in 2000 – she has forgiven him and feels his behaviour was driven by his addiction and difficult childhood

“I thought about how his ­impoverished upbringing and alcoholism caused his behaviour, and that’s what I blamed it all on. I felt sorry for him really but that’s the only way I could make sense of it all."

“If he’d been sober when the attack had happened it would have been a different story. But alcohol will make a good man turn bad."

Those books are often found by law enforcement in the possessions of pedophiles, they are thinly vailed child pornography. The cover of "The Boy: A photographic essay" I think, speaks for itself. Their books are banned in many countries but the American law's definition of child pornography is so vague that their creators have been able to loophole their way into publishing them.

https://bitsofbooksblog.wordpress.com/2015/02/12/1981-nambla-britishpedigree/

https://spotlightonabuse.wordpress.com/2014/02/14/childrens-doctor-on-27-sex-charges-05-05-73/#comments

https://scholarship.law.edu/scholar/236/

https://scholarship.law.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1236&context=scholar

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