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I didn't even want to write about this because I havent acknowledged your existence in over a year, and I honestly think I'm better than how low you stoop.
I'm the most honest person most people know, and that has gotten me labeled both a great person and a total fucking prick. Being incredibly blunt was just how I was raised and that won't change, ever. Sometimes I am a bit too pushy with my opinions... a bit too blunt. Okay, downright rude. But I'd rather be open than pretend things don't bother me. It's refreshing to let things out even if it makes kids angry/sad. Cruel, but true.
I have been made out to be this horrible person by you and your friends. I am viewed as a psychotic, abusive, mentally unstable, violent, moronic asshole. The fact that you have played the roll of this sad, pathetic, mistreated child for so long is insanely immature and downright scary. The fact that the games you play are all the things I have been viewed as above is straight up hilarious. I walked out on a depressing, fucked up and emotionally draining fifteen month hell-ride with a broken computer, thousands of dollars of records missing, half of my clothing gone and a thousand dollar bill in my father's pocket (which I had to refund). Besides labeling you as the pathetic, fat, little cunt you are, I have left the topic of you alone for a year. I'm over it. I don't get angry when you're brought up. I don't feel remorse for anything I ever said/did. Not a negative or positive thought crosses my mind. I'm nuetral, because you are NOT worth my fucking time.
Until now.
You're burning your bridges by telling your dwindling list of friends that they can't associate with me. How can you realisticaly expect people to base their lives and friendships around drama that had absolutely nothing to do with them? You are throwing away perfectly good friends that I am more than glad to accomodate in my life. Smart, intelligent, witty and funny people you could have never had living in Concord, NH. Your life is a mess because you made it that way, not because someone "hurt" you. You are such a manipulative, obnoxious little bitch and you honestly don't see that. You never will. The few kids who still buy your banquet of bullshit feed you their uneducated support, placing you on some shit-pile of a pedestal, where you will live, breath and die. You'll never experience real joy, true love or anything worthwhile because you won't let yourself. You are so focused on what everyone in this world owes you, who has hurt you and what has supposedly gone wrong in your life.
Not once have you taken into mind that I was sick of being called a fat, retarded, untalented, pathetic, small-dicked, disgusting, boring, waste-of-space. Not once have you thought about me or any of the other people you have hurt or betrayed. You have no purpose. I, the unemployed, struggling musician/label-owner have more purpose than you, and trust me... I'm the punk rock equivilant of a Magic The Gathering junkie. One look at your track record shows how unoriginal and dependent you are on the trends the people around you follow. Get real. Life is too short to be a wallflower.
Stop wasting your time hating people you don't know and turning your back on kids you supposedly value as friends. Do you realize how fucking pathetic you look hating someone like Nick Brown, who you have spoken five words to and who, and this is God's truth, never said anything negative about you until you spazzed out on him for, get this, "being my friend". Fuck you.
For someone who is such a loser, I sure have made and kept a lot of friends over the years. Sadly for you, a lot of these friends are people you threw away because they didn't meet your unrealistic and downright fucked up requirements. I love and cherish these people more than you ever did/ever could. I can date and love a girl who's brother despises me, and zero drama has arisen from it. Follow the example of someone three years younger than you and get a fucking clue.
All this wasted energy on nothing. If you want to make me look bad, you need to first stop making me look so damn good.
I feel so fucking bad for you.
I'm the most honest person most people know, and that has gotten me labeled both a great person and a total fucking prick. Being incredibly blunt was just how I was raised and that won't change, ever. Sometimes I am a bit too pushy with my opinions... a bit too blunt. Okay, downright rude. But I'd rather be open than pretend things don't bother me. It's refreshing to let things out even if it makes kids angry/sad. Cruel, but true.
I have been made out to be this horrible person by you and your friends. I am viewed as a psychotic, abusive, mentally unstable, violent, moronic asshole. The fact that you have played the roll of this sad, pathetic, mistreated child for so long is insanely immature and downright scary. The fact that the games you play are all the things I have been viewed as above is straight up hilarious. I walked out on a depressing, fucked up and emotionally draining fifteen month hell-ride with a broken computer, thousands of dollars of records missing, half of my clothing gone and a thousand dollar bill in my father's pocket (which I had to refund). Besides labeling you as the pathetic, fat, little cunt you are, I have left the topic of you alone for a year. I'm over it. I don't get angry when you're brought up. I don't feel remorse for anything I ever said/did. Not a negative or positive thought crosses my mind. I'm nuetral, because you are NOT worth my fucking time.
Until now.
You're burning your bridges by telling your dwindling list of friends that they can't associate with me. How can you realisticaly expect people to base their lives and friendships around drama that had absolutely nothing to do with them? You are throwing away perfectly good friends that I am more than glad to accomodate in my life. Smart, intelligent, witty and funny people you could have never had living in Concord, NH. Your life is a mess because you made it that way, not because someone "hurt" you. You are such a manipulative, obnoxious little bitch and you honestly don't see that. You never will. The few kids who still buy your banquet of bullshit feed you their uneducated support, placing you on some shit-pile of a pedestal, where you will live, breath and die. You'll never experience real joy, true love or anything worthwhile because you won't let yourself. You are so focused on what everyone in this world owes you, who has hurt you and what has supposedly gone wrong in your life.
Not once have you taken into mind that I was sick of being called a fat, retarded, untalented, pathetic, small-dicked, disgusting, boring, waste-of-space. Not once have you thought about me or any of the other people you have hurt or betrayed. You have no purpose. I, the unemployed, struggling musician/label-owner have more purpose than you, and trust me... I'm the punk rock equivilant of a Magic The Gathering junkie. One look at your track record shows how unoriginal and dependent you are on the trends the people around you follow. Get real. Life is too short to be a wallflower.
Stop wasting your time hating people you don't know and turning your back on kids you supposedly value as friends. Do you realize how fucking pathetic you look hating someone like Nick Brown, who you have spoken five words to and who, and this is God's truth, never said anything negative about you until you spazzed out on him for, get this, "being my friend". Fuck you.
For someone who is such a loser, I sure have made and kept a lot of friends over the years. Sadly for you, a lot of these friends are people you threw away because they didn't meet your unrealistic and downright fucked up requirements. I love and cherish these people more than you ever did/ever could. I can date and love a girl who's brother despises me, and zero drama has arisen from it. Follow the example of someone three years younger than you and get a fucking clue.
All this wasted energy on nothing. If you want to make me look bad, you need to first stop making me look so damn good.
I feel so fucking bad for you.