Enough! The lot of you!

Why must I constantly be expected to divulge personal information on command to make someone else feel better? I will not be made to feel guilty for the way I choose to live. If I lie, it's because I have a damn good reason. I can't trust you people!

To the bloggers: When you read my posts just to give yourself a grain of hope that maybe you're not the most fucked up person alive, I hope I can offer you that. When you read my posts because you're looking for someone to pity, I hope you die. When you read my posts because you want me to read yours, fuck you. Everyone. Everyone who reads and says nothing, everyone who replies to entries that mean something with silly juvenile bullshit. Everyone who thinks that the worst thing that could happen to a person is people might not like you. People might not accept you. People might think you're a whiny little bitch who has nothing to say except mindless appeals for pity.

To the anonymous lurkers: If you have something to say, say it. Don't pussyfoot around because you want me to spend that much more time thinking over just what you have to tell me.

To my friends: There aren't many of you. But you know who you are. You are important. Fuck the people who don't know me and are comfortable with that. You listen to me bitch, and I try to make sure I'm listening when you need the same.

To the people I know over the internet and actually communicate with(namely RPGWWers): Without you I'd probably have no one to talk to. I can talk about politics or the worship of pastagami or my budding interest in video games. Any number of things. You are also important.

I'll be back with the blogging foolishness. When I have something more to say to any of you. It won't be as long as I think it'll be because I'm just pissed right now. I'll get over it.
Meanwhile, I'm going to restrict communication to people who actually talk back.

4 PWNED | In The Face.