Kaylera,
Nothing I haven't already said last week. I can recap it for you.
1. You are a gas-lighting piece of human-shaped filth.
2. I have had you blocked on FB for close to 4 years now, I am unsure how you get "obsessed." I hate your guts, and if you show up here, I'm gonna have fun with it, but I feel the same way about Hugh and Eldora and RWHN, so that's hardly an obsession. That you took it as obsession is just another example of your insane level of narcissism.
3. I heard, probably from the same person that brought this on, that things didn't work out with Alty. While hardly surprising, given that both of you are toxic as fuck, I can't say there's no schadenfreude going on over here. I cracked a bit of a grin, not even gonna lie. An uncharitable person might even say there was some snickering.
4. With your return to the board, I imagine we'll have more "justice" honeypot threads, and imagine you will even find suckers will line up for your abuse. I look forward to it, because as much as I hate your abusive ass, I have no sympathy for people who knowingly jam their arms in a hornets nest. I am reasonably sure you can damage a few of them significantly. It's all you're good for, it's all you do. Especially when you've been day-drinking.
And that's about it, for old business.
Now, I do have to say that watching you call anyone "predatory" is Trump-level hilarity. McConnell-level, even.
The funniest thing about this is that, given your exalted status as the "tofu girlfriend" who changes her entire worldview every time you start dating (still laughing about your about-face on hipsters), you of course had to take your dislike for me to another level when you started dating that runt. The screamingly funny thing is Alty hated me because Charley expected it. Charley expected it because Charley hated me, because I wouldn't agree that you were a "slut" during his second-to-last PD meltdown.
That's kind of why I was hoping, back in December of 2015, that you'd marry the prick...The smoking crater would have been far more entertaining. I mean, given that I hate you like you were Richard Spencer's personal fart sucker. Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to have worked out. But you can't have everything, can you?
In any case, this whole thing is "probably all in your head." That IS how you phrase that, right?
In closing, I wish you only the best, by which I mean, "Die in a fire" or perhaps "contract something lingering."
Your pal,
Roger
