Apr 20, 2005 00:13
People hide behind screens and curtains and talk all they want, but are too afraid to come out into the open face to face, and say what they think. It's pitiful and annoying.
From now on, I'm screening all non-friend comments. I'm sick and tired of the anonymous posters who want to play games. I don't know if you've heard, but I really just don't have time to play along with your middle-school jests. I've compiled a list of the IP's of users who have posted these comments in my journal, and I'll be submitting formal complaints to their respective internet service providers tomorrow morning. Congratulations on pushing me over the edge. Only one of the 4 IPs is a static IP, so three people should expect some form of consequence for their immature, ignorant, and generally stupid personal attacks.
Is this all you can think of to do with your life? Sit at your keyboard all day and launch blind, idiotic attacks at people from behind a wall, so that they can't see your face? You're all cowards and attention-whores, who nobody gives a damn about, and thus, the only way for you to get attention is through creating strife and generally behaving like two-year olds.
I asked you all nicely to stop several times. And that was a long time ago. Why do you continue doing this? What do you want? A reaction? Well now you have one. I hope you're satisfied, kids. I really do. I'm not going to make any hollow threats of physical damage or killing anyone here. I'm beyond that. But I will tell you that if my harassment reports go through, and if your various ISPs are able to trace these messages to your places of residence, I will act through a lawyer.
If I've done something to you in the past, why not tell me? Why not just come out and say it and let me apologize to you and let us both get it off of our backs? Prolonging conflict only makes things worse. But I really doubt that that is the case. To me, it looks like you are all just a bunch of immature kids looking for a reaction. And like I said before, you've now managed to get one.
I'm so infuriated by all of this that I can barely see straight. Part of me wants to explode; find who you all are and lash out with the utmost physical force. Another part wants to make a peaceful compromise. I feel miserable and overworked, and to me there's no hope in sight for any of it. I wish you would just leave me alone, but you won't. You keep closing in on me, and pushing me to the point of snapping. And you all know that there's nothing I can do, as I'm all the way across the nation.
You know what it is? It's sadistic.
I hope you're proud of yourselves.