Quotes About Frustration

Feverfew," Jaypaw mewed. "Good for aches, especially headaches." He turned away, adding, "But it's no good to us now because the flower won't be out for another moon." Why was she treating him like a mouse-brained idiot? How many times did he have to prove himself?

So I'm supposed to fight this battle for everyone?" The tip of his tail flicked angrily. "Great StarClan, why can't I just have a normal life like any other cat?

Purdy hardly ever gets to the end of his stories

Honey Pelt didn't argue, but turned away, his tail drooping.

biting your head off

Stupid Furball!

Life is like waiting in line at the grocery store. You wait, you slowly move forward, you pay the price, then you exit unsatisfied and broke.

Sometimes I can't figure designers out. It's as if they flunked human anatomy.

Sometimes I can't figure designers out. It's as if they flunked human anatomy.

Shit!" I heard Diehl shout over the comm. "I just lost my gorram shields because I'm already out of frakkin' power!" "Dude," Cruz said. "You shouldn't mix swears from different universes.

That's how you know you've mastered a videogame—when a bunch of butt-hurt crybabies start to accuse you of cheating in an effort to cope with the beatdown they've just suffered at your hands.

No, we always get killed because of you, Leeroy Jenkins!

You're a fucking toaster!

You and the other Sux0rz can all go fuck a duck.

Soha senki nem kapja meg, amit akar, és ez gyönyör?.

Goddammit!" he shouted. "Well, what am I supposed to do with it now?" "You could shove it up your ass and pretend you're a corn dog." COURTESY

This crap had been going on for years now. In the absence of any real progress, gunter subculture had become mired in bravado, bullshit, and pointless infighting. It was sad, really.

Being human totally sucks most of the time.

I felt like a kid standing in the world's greatest video arcade without any quarters, unable to do anything but walk around and watch the other kids play.

Someone had keyed my car.

It's fucking lame, is what it is! The swords look like they were made out of tinfoil. And that soundtrack is epically lame. Full of synthesizers and shit. By the motherfucking Alan Parsons Project! Lame-o-rama! Beyond lame. Highlander II lame.

I'll still be sitting on my ass all day, five blocks from where I graduated, working the same crappy retail job I had when I was sixteen?" I finished for her. "Exactly." I tried to look hurt. "I find your lack of faith disturbing.

In the absence of any real progress, gunter subculture had become mired in bravado, bullshit, and pointless infighting. It was sad, really.

Yeah, I wish we could skip this storyline crap," Cruz said. "Bor-ing.