When are you going to stop?

I assume that you have been told to stop, otherwise you would not be down to 1 hit per day.

When are you going to stop?

Since my mother has died, I have had the misfortune to deal with some of the most venal, worthless nasty individuals I have ever come across.  Apparently obsessed with sex and money and with no sense of other people’s emotional well being.

I am not, and have never been one of these people.  I have been as considerate as I can possibly be without grinding to a complete halt.

It is funny to think that these people are very likely to bump into me again.  I wonder what they think I will do?  They probably think I am like them, in which case they will be very frightened.

I am not sure why you are still checking the website.  You do not have any control over me and you lack sufficient qualities to ever gain any, so you are simply wasting your time. I have thought and thought about this, and there is no way of you talking your way out of this, even if you do finally figure out why you are so interested in what I am doing.

I hope you have the very boring and shame-filled life that you appear to desire, with the nasty piece of work of your choice, followed by death from ignorance at the hands of equally stupid and venal nurses.

In other words, may you have everything you currently stand for. I’m better than that, you are not.

 

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