Not what I said. Not even close, and you know this, because you were there at the time.
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^ I actually had to drop everything and take the time to assemble that moment, just to deal with the lies.
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says it all. You idiots are so out of control that a bland observation about life from a 1970s network TV show was too edgy for you to handle. You saw it, read your own meanings into it, and went for blood.
But that having been said, I doubt she was being sincere.
In other words, a Twitter mob.
Maybe this was because you really were that dumb. Or maybe you were just a pack of sadists.
No lie is too shameless when it lets you take part in such malicious pleasures, is it?
No, what I said was that Amina and her friends were acting like sociopaths, that there was nothing subtle about this, and that they were seeing support anyway.
I had to stay up all night and lost a few days dealing that completely unprovoked, uncalled for dogpiling, and in the end had to protect my tweets.
If something unpleasant happens to her as a result, that's on you. Can't blame me, all I'm doing, going forward, is nothing.
"we spat on and abused him, and he didn't go on wanting to be helpful."
to which my response is "how entitled could you possibly be."
Fu ck it. It's a nice day out and I've given you lowlifes more time than you were ever worth.
was not a joke. I un-protected my tweets, not to renew my connection with this worthless community, but just so I could archive my moments.
Because seriously, is there a reason for me to post anything online?
The stuff I generally write almost without fail goes deeper and the fiction usually goes a lot darker than that.
Good questions, you'd have to admit - if you had any intellectual honesty, at all. But you don't.
But I'm very sure that Twitter is not going to be a priority for me. Take the pointless drama out of this site, and what would be left?
Not much, thanks to people like you.