No hard feelings, right?
ALL.
ALL HARD FEELINGS.
YOu EVEN LOOK LIKE A COLD. uNLOVEABLE BITCH. IN YOuR PROFILE PIC.
everything ok?
YOu SMELL. AND THERE IS A REASON. WHEN YOu LAID LOW. FOR ALL THIS TIME. AFTER BEING LAID LOW. BY THE WIMPRESS. MY SERVANT BY THE WAY. NO ONE EVER ONCE CAME LOOKING FOR YOu.
DISREGARD STINX. LISTEN TO ME. I SPEAK LOGIC. THAT WITLESS BITCH SPEAKS OBSCuRED BY SuCKING ASS. NO ONE EVER WONDERED. OR CARED. IF YOu WERE OKAY. YOu WERE NOT EVEN IMPORTANT ENOuGH. TO BE A MEMORY.
Oh, please. You really think you can get under my skin with the sort of talk that my mind had 8een feeding itself on loop for the past several sweeps? Not even the level of fascin8ion that I hold for your species is enough to make a single word spewing from your hateful mouth register a single shred of importance to my emotional st8. Sure, gr8! I'm irrelevant. So what does that matter, now? So many of us are. Even if I weren't likely an offshoot of a offshoot, what would it matter? I'm still here, despite and in spite of those who would have it otherwise.
WAIT THIS RuLES. I DO NOT HAVE TO GET INSIDE YOuR HEAD. I AM ALREADY THERE. YOuR EDGY. MENTALLY WEDGIED. BuLLYABLE ASSCHEEKS ALREADY THINK LOWLY OF YOuRSELF.
Self-loathing does not equate to caring a8out anything you say, unless you're trying to claim that you share some kind of a8surdist kinship with me.
NO. YOu MISuNDERSTAND COMPLETELY. I TOLD YOu TO HATE YOuRSELF. AND YOuR DEFENSE. FLIMSY AND FuCKING MORONIC. WAS TO FELLATE YOuR OWN SWORD. AND SAY. GOOD LuCK CuTTING ME NOW. I AM SAD AND ALL ALONE AND PATHETIC AND BLuE. WAH WAH. PEE PEE. BOO HOO. WAH WAH. PEE PEE. BOO HOO. GONNA CRY NOW? PISS PERHAPS? PISS AND COME PERHAPS? PISS AND COME. TO THROW YOuRSELF AT MY FEET AND WEEP HARDER? DuMB SOW.