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noveldevice) wrote2028-09-05 04:30 pm
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The text of this post has changed so much that I just wiped it to start over. :) This journal is a combination of locked and unlocked. Enjoy what's visible, stranger, or speak, friend, and I will decide on entry.
Proud to be your friend
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<3
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We've met, I'm Ranj's partner of twelve plus years.
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I am not friending anyone back just now; the bulk of my locked posts right now are intensely personal, as my partner of over a decade died a month ago. You are welcome to read whatever's unlocked and that sort of thing. I hope you understand.
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I'm so very sorry for your loss and am keeping you in my thoughts.
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anyhow. feel free to read my things, feel free to either friend me or not friend me, on your own timeline.
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I am sorry if leaping in on that thing made it worse; I had a feeling, which might have been erroneous, that it was a thing that might be easier for someone not being triggered to explain. I certainly didn't expect the person to then respond in such a way as to make it patent that s/he is in fact a douche of no mean order.
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its lesley (andrew's friend) that you met at their housewarming party.
i thought you were a nice and interesting and smart person. hope to get to know you better.
hope all is well.
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mostly because i dont think i need to worry about unscreening any of your comments.. but also because we have so much in common, including choices of quotes
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You have no idea of the poetry your tawdry comments have enveloped my mind in, as I picture you teetering around Walmart with your shopping trolley stacked high with single-serve microwave dinners, half-dozen bottles of probably your only friend gentleman friend, Jack Daniels clink rapturously as you ravenously peruse a pile of half-priced rags that you mistakenly think will go with your ill-fitting dowdy leggings that shape your hind into a pair of badly parked Volvo's, dotted with the dents of your grotesque cellulite.
You strike a lonely figure in your street as you wipe your bifocals which could be mistaken for Petri dishes with a dirty handkerchief you tuck into your ever-present camel toe, a highly misguided, vain, narcissistic attempt of an ageing preying mantis trying to ensnare a member of the opposite sex.
With a screechy cackle of expletives you spit at your neighbours
Youthful cherubs:
„Get off o'mah fakin' lawn!”
as you enter your hovel to caress your computer screen hoping that I have responded to your half-chewed sentences of vulgarities, as I am probably the only person to have written to you in months.
Madam, I grace your company for the last and final time as the magnitude of your sheer venom has chased my wretched writers block to its final wresting place.
Your vile personality will not go unnoticed, for when the audience and critics will bay their adoration and applause, demanding 'who inspired such a phenomenal spectacle?' I shall reply beaming 'noveldevice! The complete anti-thesis of the American dream, the best example of the
degradation of the human species, civilizations last yearning cry of desperation! Ladies and gentleman the festering symbol of our dystopia!”
I bid you farewell and promise to have my editor send you an autographed copy of this fragment of repulsive perfection.
I do no await your final words of valediction since this literary masterpiece has already turned into a true magnum opus.
Ciao for now,
-Dru
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Really? You come back after a week to spew bile at someone you don't know and swear you're going to leave alone for... what? Is this some kind of mental oneupmanship for you?
Perhaps it's performance theatre, where you've decided to take everything you dislike about yourself and cast it upon someone else. That's certainly the most likely answer - given that you can't even figure out where she lives. (Hint: not America.)
Of course, ultimately, I just look forward to you getting banned both from here, and oh yes, I expect
Mm, doesn't really matter. That assumes you have the ability to be rational and apply cause/effect reasoning. Given the utter irrationality of your actions, I'm pretty sure we already know the answer there. But apparently we can also add thin-skinned, obsessive, and unable to let go. Which does wrap nicely back around to the theory of you describing yourself in an effort to project your self-loathing externally.
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