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aether-asterisk · 6 years ago
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ALSO IM NOT AWKWARD BUT IM PRETTY FUCKING SAD, NO ONE GIRL OR OTHERWISE WILL HANG OUT WITH ME AND I CANT JUST KILL MYSELF I CANT TALK WHEN IM DEAD SO WHATS THE GODDAMN POINT THE ONLY REASON I HAVENT YELLED AT YOU ABOUT THIS IS BECAUSE YOU HAVE HORRENDOUSLY LOW SELF-ESTEEM BUT I DONT CARE ANYMORE BECAUSE I TRY TO MAKE YOU HAPPY WITH SOMETHING BUT YOU DONT EVEN GIVE AN INCH OF SHIT BECAUSE OUNCE A CREEP ALWAYS A GODDAMN CREEP RIGHT?!
Yes, Nova. Always a goddamn creep.
You really hurt me. I was a foolish young lady who, not only did you take advantage of with you sweet talking, but also refused to accept when enough was enough. After we broke up, I had every right to cut ties with you completely. You wouldn’t stop whining about it and you wouldn’t even try to get over it and move on. And I tried to be nice about it. I tried to reason with you and kindly ask you to please stop trying to talk to me and interact with my blog, and even offered ways to help move yourself forward which you also refused.
Obviously, that was another mistake on my part.
You’ve made it clear that you can’t be reasoned with, and you refuse to do anything about it or your own horrendous faults. Granted, this was after I gave up on blocking all the accounts you make, one after another, because you just don’t seem to understand that I want nothing to do with you anymore. You know what that is? Harassment. I told you to stop but you didn’t. If this is how you interact with other girls you know, it’s no fucking wonder why they don’t want to hang out with you either. You’re lucky they haven’t called the police on you.
Blocking was futile. Arrogance was futile. Reasoning was futile. Ignorance proved to be futile as well. Because of you, I was afraid of interacting with anonymous users because I thought they were just you trying to get the satisfaction of me talking to you. You said you were going to leave after that. You saw what it was doing to me, and finally, for once in your goddamn natural-born life, you FINALLY felt a glimmer of humanity and deleted your blog.
And now...you go back on your word. Again.
You lied to me, and this sure as hell isn’t the first time either. You haven’t changed. You never changed. You’re still the same lying, cheating, stalking, immature asshole. You’re absolutely hopeless, Will Woodson. That’s right, I’m using your real name. Privacy seems almost nonexistent to you, so why should I give a fuck about it? I’m not THAT merciful. If something does happen to you, you know you deserve it. If you expect me to feel sorry for you, you’re dead fucking wrong.
Oh, and don’t think I didn’t notice your little guilt-trips. You are not the victim. You’re not even a tragic villain. You’re just a manipulative piece of shit who just can’t accept that’s what he truly is so you get angry at me for your own bullshit. And then further said bullshit by blaming your mental illness rather than taking responsibility for what was clearly YOU, not your disorder.
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You took advantage of my young naivety. You used me. You forced your weird kinks upon me (Didn’t you once have me roleplay as a maternal figure, or you as a cat? Yeah, both of those things are gross. Not even going into your other kinks and “interests”, including a particular fart fetish comic. Don’t think I didn’t figure out why you really liked it. The resemblance between me and the main character is much too obvious if you take even the smallest glimpse at it. The hair is the biggest dead giveaway). You attacked my friends. You lied to me. You stalked and harassed me, and continue to do so. Even things that didn’t involve you, you only made worse. And you expect me to forgive you and be friends again?! THAT’S NOT HOW IT FUCKING WORKS. You want me to be happy? Don’t ever fucking talk to me -- or even ABOUT me -- ever again. Ever. Don’t even come to Tumblr. You aren’t welcome here, and as I type this out, I hope others can agree with me that this shit you pull on a regular basis is unacceptable.I may have made a couple mistakes on my end, but the fact that you take advantage of them the way you do only proves my point. This has been going on for three years, Will. THREE YEARS. You never learn, no matter how many times you say you have. What you did was inexcusable, unforgivable, and most importantly, irredeemable. even when I made stupid mistakes on my own, I at least grew up and acknowledged them and how it was entirely my fault, and worked towards improving myself. I don’t see you doing that, not even a little bit.
You’ve blown all your chances. Forgiveness and redemption have long passed. I don’t care if you’re scared of what your parents will say when you tell them all this, whatever reaction they may have is perfectly rational and well-deserved. Seek therapy. Get some serious help, get a life, and for the love of god, please stop plaguing mine.
You brought all this upon yourself. I would say don’t make yourself look any worse, but you’ve already long past that threshold. You are the worst of the worst. I bet you won’t even bother to read this because you have your head so far up your ass you can’t accept the reality and consequences of your sins.
This is all I have to say to you, and nothing more. Take it personally. I don’t care if it hurts you feelings. You hurt me worse than any reality check ever could.
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