As if you haven't noticed, everything here is sarcastic. There's an ounce of salt, a cup of saffron and a gallon of bitterness in my posts.
Now I haven't written in a while. i'm not in a contest. I write to keep my sanity; what I tell you, is PRIVILEDGED INFORMATION. These are thoughts I have that I don't share in real life. If you think this is some sirt of cult where I am asking for sympathy, thank you very much but I dont need it.
Besides, you usually keep your sympathy to yourselves
Mr-used-to-be-a-sympathizer, for example, feels very much betrayed and angered by a post I made.
First of all, I have no clue who or what you are, so your 'sympathy' doesnt really matter to me. We will never be friends because you read my blog, felt sympathy, then went on with your life.
Instead, the minute I 'disappoint' you, you suddenly felt the urge to be felt!
I suddenly became indebted to your sympathy... That which, should you have made felt instead, would have been able to avert your disappointment.
I think you are funny.
I even wondered if I ever turned you down one time, to feel such hostility over my post. The people whom I spoken against, really deserved it.
Maybe I do too, when you pour your disgust when I said I tried to be a poser, was successful enough, and liked it.
But i can't apologize.
I really liked it when I posed. It felt GOOD.
I don't do it anymore, but whilst I was posing as another person in Grindr, IT FELT AMAZINGLY GOOD.
I have no regrets.