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Don't threaten murder. Trust me on this.

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I can't believe this is what it's come to: trashy e-begging.

You're all on your own. Relax.

Would you steal my propriety work-in-progress product or other confidential personal information?

It depends what version of the truth you're believing today, Jack. I could give you a sincere answer, yet it would never seem good enough to you. The real answer is no. But if you're referring to the times we've done interviews together, I've conducted them and made bank, and you've gotten bupkis, I guess you could frame that as some kind of underhanded thievery.

I suppose it's why every time I get you on the record you bullshit me and feed me nonsense, but as soon as you know there's no skin in the game you tell me incredible tales that'd blow peoples minds. You know precisely how to work the system, and for that I must applaud you. Your vigour for life continues to appal me.

I think you took it all and you didn't leave any.

You can think what you want. You don't live in Communist China, right? And by the way, what does the price of tea have to do with anything? Get back to me on that. Be sure to have your people get in touch with my people. I'm sick of writing cheques for lawyers and haemorrhaging money left right and centre. Ultimately, it doesn't even matter-- But still, we all gotta put bread on the table and meat in the pot, y'know.

Talking to you is like dry-humping a kleptomaniacal mime wrapped in velcro. You Hoover up whatever and shit out anything and I couldn't lay dollars to doughnuts on whichever of you two geekhagz has compromised my identity the most.

Those are kind words compared to the abuse I'm used to receiving from you. Really? You hold that much contempt in your heart for me? After all we've been through? Are you sure you're not just like in a coma somewhere and this is all a really bad dream? I can't do much else but be who I am. And if who I am to you is a hut dwelling mud savage (paraphrase) what could I possibly do to change your mind? Nothing. Oh wait, I guess I could start towing your line. But seeing as though you move the goal posts around at will, I'll never live up to your ridiculously high standards. No one ever could. Guess its just you and your sadness mattress-- From now until the day your heart stops beating. I'm not looking forward to that day. And if you thought I was, you've got shit all the way twisted and nothing I can say will change your mind.

When exactly did you decide to throw down and go whole hawg into "kill the man, take the estate" mode? Because that is what is immediately apparent--a total sweep. You had better practice on a wad of gum.

When did you decide to monkey around with peoples lives? Maybe whatever it is you're going through is simply karma. And Azzerae has nothing to do with it.

You do not know who I am or what I want. You cannot know what I will do next.

Eat hot shit, Alli. I don't know why you think you're so goddam clever; oh, right, vainglorious Leo.

Actually, I'm a Taurus sun Gemini moon. And while I am intrinsically linked by association to a Leo, I am not a Leo. So what even is this supposed to do? Oh, I get it. You consulted the talisman and it pointed you in the wrong direction again and now you're on a wild goose chase and your closest target is me-- So right at the front of the firing line I go. You know, its actually despicable what you've tried to pull off and how you've tried to blame an old friend who stood by you through it all.

I don't see anyone else around here anymore. Why is that, I wonder? No, not because I keep people prisoner in little internet boxes (people who capitalise the "I" in "internet" are a whole other bugaboo but I digress) ... It's simply that I'm still here that I'm used as a speedbag while you hit me with bloody paws and the gloves off.

Lots of people walk away because they put themselves first, and because its healthy for them to do. Me, I choose to get down in the mud and wrestle with you, piggy. And you love every minute of it. The abuse. You adore the rush of power when you dash off another sarcastic line that you think will undermine me in public. But the only reason you're able to do that is because I pay a fucking bill every month to keep the lights on here. So kiss the ring, bitch.