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Dear you,

Your breath smells so bad I feel like I need a breath mint after talking to you.

From me.

Dear You,

You advocate for the violent overthrow of America and the violent destruction of Capitalism while living in America and enjoying the benefits of Capitalism.

Is this:

a) Ignorance?
b) Blatant hypocrisy?
c) A case of "biting the hand that feeds you"?
d) All of the above?

Really, I want to know

From,

Me

Dear You,

Nobody misses you.  Your departure from the community has been greeted with a collective sigh of indifference, while droves of people have neglected to even mention your name or ask what happened to you.

But we all know why.

Your pretense of being an expert on any given subject when a simple fact check or two revealed the depth and breadth of your ignorance was much like discovering that not only was the Emperor* completely naked, but that he was also completely unaware of his own nakedness.

No one was favorably impressed with anything you had to say, yet you insisted on interjecting your words into conversations on topics of which you obviously had little or no comprehension or factual knowledge; sometimes even steering the conversation back to a debate that you had already lost elsewhere.

Anyway, I wish things had turned out better -- maybe then you could have actually learned something.

From,

Me

(*Reference to "The Emperor's New Clothes" -- a literary folktale written by Danish author Hans Christian Andersen, about a vain emperor who gets exposed before his subjects.)

Dear You,


It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
And who would've thought?
It figures

I understand your addiction, the kind of excitement one can manufacture and enjoy, safely at home. You've got it bad, pure compulsion, the scurrying, the intreague. You are at the epicentre, yet again with muted mad men hung out in all you craters. All I need to do is wait.

Dear You,

I U





I can be an a**hole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it's going out of style
I can be the moodiest, baby, and you've never met anyone
Who's as negative as I am sometimes

I am the wisest woman you've ever met
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes

I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting and you've never met anyone
Who's as closed down as I am sometimes

What I resist, persists
And speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love
No matter how low or high I go

I am the funniest woman that you've ever known
I am the dullest woman that you've ever known
I'm the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known
And you've never met anyone
Who's as everything as I am sometimes

You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can't relate
And you're still here

If you do this to everyone then no wonder people don't like you. Why did it take 20 years for me to get on your bad side?

Dear You,

Yours might be the single most manipulative thing I've ever seen written in response to a comment of mine.  You take literally every word I've written and write a whole paragraph for each sentence, ascribing some hidden meaning to my words, based solely on your own internal monologue (e.g., the voices in your head).

You know why my statements were simple?  Because they were.  Face value.  No deep subtext.  You, on the other hand, have chosen to edit a previous comment to try an excoriate my statements in a platform of your choosing -- rather than discuss and defend the merits of your own bushlit.

You also spend quite a lot of time examining and excoriating my initial statement as somehow an attempt to preemptively put the onus on you for proof and dismiss you.  I would like to remind everyone looking at this that I made that statement before you ever showed up here.  I was not replying to you, I was not talking to you or about you, and you had yet to participate.  There is literally no possible way for me to have any such motivation.  I would have had to predict that you would reply, and what you would say, in order to attempt to do such a thing.

I can only conclude you are a narcissist and an abuser, because no one else would attempt to twist words to this extent, and write so much to try and dissect each individual sentence.

From, me.

Dear you,

Your posts are too long & I fear slow readers won't bother reading your posts.

I don’t give a flying f**k what you think. It’s not my fault that your beliefs are built on ignorance and prejudice. I’m not changing to suit your ideals and values. I’ve wasted too much of my life doing that already.

Dear you,

Your difficult life history makes me grateful in some respects that I haven't endured the same hardships that you have had to bear. You seem like a brave person for getting on with life.

Dear you,

I'd like to say, you come across as a genuine, kind and cheerful person. Hopefully you feel positively about me as well. I think it'd be fun if we hung out together soon. After you finish that project of yours of course.

From, me.