Freedom is Scarce with You.
This is the last place of freedom I have left. You taint my dreams , my day dreams , my reality. You’re all over my computer screen , on two different sites. And the one that I really thought I could escape with , you’ve found a way to make me miserable there too. So here’s to the last bit of freedom I have left from you , Mike. Do I dare type your name here , for fear you’ll see it and come at me with new rage ? Yes , I dare. I challenge it. Mike , you destroyed any safe haven I’ve got left. This is the last place I’ve got , with the pen in my hand and the blank page in front of me. You were never fond of this , but writing ? It’s not a passion of mine , but I’m good at it. Something about pouring my heart and soul for the world to see , even if they don’t know who I am , it makes me feel better.
So here’s to you , you asshole , for destroying me , and making me realize my passion to write.
You mother fucking ASSHOLE.