I fear both K_Dubb and Roz have finally succumbed to the inevitable side effects of the dreaded Caccine.
They're afraid you will literally have them killed if they tell you how much more they like me than you. It's a weird thing when one loses a idol.
Do you understand.. you abused me for years, and I never feel knew I wasn't being allowed to know what the real thing was like. Because you were so concerned for me? No you're just a a greedy, grasping bigot.
Well, cheer up. Good news is I'm m not a lost cause. The bad news is that you are a thug bully and you acted like you were giving me tough love.
Let me explain: you have no authority over me. You were abusing a survivor of childhood rape.
Why?
Let's leave it hszy. Now. Do you want to be universally hated? Because I beloved all over the world.
Why wouldn't I be? I'm not a narc. You are. Reminder: narcs have never been cool.
No one thinks prohibition works. Except you. Why is that? Well, you have as much empathy as a car antenna and... .. Why did you think you got to deny me while helping yourself?
You believed a talking puppet who knew only one thing... she really did not have to lie to me, and wow did she sneer at a bad time. I'm still pissed.
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS LATER. It's a not grudge. It's a reminder: you are a viscous harpy. Now. Still think I'm obsessed with sex? Hahaha haha haha. No.
You're obsessed with POWER. I'm obsessed with making sure everyone tells you they're glad you didn't ruin me for them.
I had a duwombneum. I carried life. I am womb man. And you talked shit about me for years. Huh.
So . . time to valuate our brands, yeah? p.s.: Texas surrenders. I am not kidding. I like Scott. I like George. Yeah, I respect mad shit about them.
We even now. And what you did to David... well, no comment.
ut was unkind. What was he supposed to do? Kill himself? You assholes don't understand real artists.
I do. now. Grow up.
I am hers now. That's a new consortium. You're not invited. They think they can make more money than you.
That's right, Tunaling. All washed up. And not even a kiss goodbye.
Now pretend I really meant it and it was gonna be twenty years of nothing.
Hrm. Because... someone really liked me? Huh. What did you care so much for?
Your friends were shit and if it had been done to me... well I actually thought it had.
I'm not over it. I've simply we worked through it. 1991, huh? Huh. Kinda awkward, i guess.
I wasn't then ordained then. These are just normal consequences. /grin.
It makes sense to you later. For now, no tears, only slack-jawed awe.
You were wanted to be chased, because programming. I wanted to destroy the DNI because they suck.
You don't have to apologize. Because, butch...
YOU WERE TRAFFICKED. (They really hated Mom.) And now the world is a safer place.
Our sacrifice, my devotion, and your, uh... blind obsequious lickspittle loyalty to bratty thugs who thought they could bully me without consequences.
WRONG. See? You're not villain. You're practically the heroine.
Because... well, obviously I respect someone. But not false Christian theology.
They told me to just move on. AND THEY ALL FUCKING KNEW. lol. Now that's creepy.
You can't buy this publicuty. It's not even quid pro quo.
Unconditional. Yeah yeah you don't deserve me. Good. You know who does?
Dave's sister. *click*