Dear JB the Tactless,
From the start, I don't like you. Why? You pretend to be in a group that obviously doesn't want you to be there. Isn't this little charade must end already? And stop being trying to be close to a person who obviously doesn't want to be close to you. For crying out loud, can't you take a hint? Oh, maybe you really can't. You're as dense as a rock.
And stop being overly dramatic. It's not as if it's the end of the world. The world is far from over, dear, and might as well solve YOUR problems on YOUR OWN rather than ask people for pity, attention and for them to solve your problems. Wake up and smell the shit all around you. You're living in reality not some figment of imagination that you created for your sake.
Lovingly Yours,
RT
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