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Hum. I have this friend, who last night was basically taking swings at my sanity.
My tormentor currently contests I am "an easy target," do you agree?

I laughed. He said he was a "loner." I laughed again.
Honestly, it hurts cause he is... For lack of a better term, me in male form. However, Iapos;m not mad at him. Not at all. He was all but trying to sink his teeth into my neck. But I feel nothing past a twinge of anger and then ambivalence. He does not know me, could never understand me [misogynous gay men who cannot understand empathetic thought? Gaha why are you friends with me?]

I just think it is interesting. Our little games of war. Eventually, he will probably kill himself, which yes, will make me sad, but

I will probably not even know him then, speak to him, talk to him, or care past a momentapos;s thought.
And I think this is just what he wants in life with anyone who is not a male and fuckable.

Some cunt he can inflict some of that anguish on that he clings so dearly to.

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