I know this guy.

He is the most awful person in the world. And he makes me feel like I’m worthless as well.

We’ve both been through the shits together and we got caught in the pile.
Together.

Through bad times he’s been my pebble and through good times he’s been my foe, and even though I’ve known him less than a month, I feel really unlucky to have met someone who destroys me so much.

He is my enemy.
He is my pixelated shoulder to punch at.
He can’t write.
He certainly isn’t my friend.

He doesn’t act human.

We all need a hug sometimes and I wish I could somehow teleport my arms across the sea so he couldn’t get them.
I wish I could be really far away when his world is doing whatever it is that it does.

This is the one thing I hate about the internet:

I have found a jerk who I can hate like an in-law.

And the one thing I don’t:

I will probably never meet him.