I suspected as much...
You would swoop in under cover of "anonymous", spew your bile, then dash away, leaving only the foul stench of your jealousy as proof you were ever here.
You begged asked to be a Tiara once upon a time...(nevermind the fact that "Tiara" is merely a state of mind, nothing more).
You could never (I repeat...NEVER) be a Tiara...
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