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Mothman lives in your town but you can only see him if you play at 2am
E3 this year.
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Hattie McDoogal Appreciation Post
“But for the people who want to be there, it’s perfect.”
Why do I feel vaguely threatened
a letter
I would like to start off this post by saying that the reason it’s taken me so long to write this is because I couldn’t figure out if I wanted to release screenshots of what happened in this post or not. I’ve decided against it, because I believe what was said in private should stay private, but I want the person that this is about (if he even reads this) to understand that I’m extending mercy on him that, quite frankly, I don’t believe he deserves. The following is an open letter to you, and had you reached out to me before this in a manner that didn’t seem like you were completely trying to ignore what happened, I would have said this to you directly.
I know that I‘m not the first person you’ve gone out of your way to contact. I know I’m not the first person to truly strike your interest. But, what I don’t know is why you felt the need to act emotionally invested if, when I confront you with something real, you act like I never fucking mattered. Being in a relationship with someone is a bond you commit to, and if you’re willing to boast that you two have been going strong for 3 years, then why are you even messaging me to begin with? Especially to not even mention your girlfriend, extra especially when you went out of your way to introduce EVERYTHING else about yourself to me and didn’t mention her until I brought it up? That’s despicable, and there’s only two reasons why you would have done it:
1. You’re truly unhappy in your relationship, but you’re not willing to admit it to yourself and everyone else, so you just quietly message random girls online and never mention a relationship so you can have the emotional investment (and maybe even a picture or two) of them and the physical attention of your real girlfriend. Best of both worlds situation.
2. Maybe this is actually something special to you. Maybe you were scared that I would block you or quit talking to you completely if you were honest about being in a serious relationship. But, see, here’s the thing: I know this isn’t the reason because I see the kind of things that you like and the girls that you interact with on Twitter. I know that I am one of many to you, and that I can be very easily replaced, if need be.
With how vapid and soulless the internet can tend to be now, I highly doubt any of the other girls you’ve attempted to “befriend” know you’re committed. But, I do, and I went out of my way to find that out because our conversations seemed like we were more than just friends talking. I went out of my way to tell you how special I thought you were. You even told me that I’m exceptional, and that I inspired an idea that you had. But, if you can do those things and then turn right about and tell me that you never mentioning your girlfriend is “no big deal,” this was never special to you. You were one of maybe two people I’ve met through Twitter that I felt like I could truly trust. I wanted you to know me better. I was getting to the point that I wanted to share as much of myself with you as I possibly could, because you weren’t just some face in a crowd to me. But for you…. I’m not even worth an apology?
I deserve for you to come clean, and let me on what this all was to you. It’s one thing to act passively and react passively, but for you to act so invested in our conversations and then react passively when I called you on your bullshit, that’s down right low. If this friendship ever meant anything more to you than just words on a page, you’ll be honest.
If not, consider this the last time I even acknowledge your existence, and karma will never forget what you did here.
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other people: but if we do all this body modification... if we let cybernetics define us... are we still...human?
me, skating in on the permanent retractable heelys in my feet: what's up guys my arm has a lava lamp in it now
We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky.
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