On what planet do they have no concept of privacy?
Why is it that I can't be part of something without having my entire heart and mind splayed open for the entire fucking world to abjectly ponder over and still tell me that my OPINION is wrong. It's my opinion. How can that be wrong? It's how I feel about something. Feelings aren't debatable. Information is open to discussion, not how I feel...
And now I feel frustration.
Frustration for all the nit-picking. All the posturing and preening. I feel frustration for all the people who can't open their mouths and scream at the idiot jack-hole scum sucking hemorrhoid lipped fuck nut that is able to be smug at their expense.
And now I feel relief.
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