To, AnaCristina, with love.

Nov 17, 2005 01:48

While I wait for my phone to charge, I wanted to talk with you, AnaCristina about the nature of your attitude towards others. You seem to have issues stemming from blaming others for your own misdeeds. You fail repeatedly to bring good things into this world, and you need to stop making everything about yourself. You can't even comfort someone else without turning it into a load of emotional bullshit. That's not healthy, and it's not fair to those who love you.

We all know that life is hard, but you do not have it nearly as bad as you make it out to be. You are privelaged, and should be thanking your lucky stars that life hasn't screwed you over like it has so many. Why do you complain so much? what could you possibly have to complain about?

AnaCristina, you need help. The kind of help where people assault you with rotten fruit. You need to be taken down a knotch, because your inflammatory ego makes it impossible for you to see your own fault when it's right in front of you. Everyone around you is too noble-- too kind--to tell you to your face how incredibly sick in the stomach you make them.

I think you should do the world a favor and smother yourself with a pillow. We'll all be spared of your selfishness, and your bad breath.

With love,
--AnaCristina
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