Oh for the love of little green apples.
Is she SERIOUSLY still going on about how the big bad Marcusdranz hurt her precious feelings? I can't believe one innocuous comment had that much of an effect on her that she's still fucking talking about me months later.
So, I guess I'm flattered? Maybe?

If I may, I'd advise you to take a look at the caps I took to apparently just be a shithead. That way you can get both sides of the story instead of the woe-is-me sob-story she's obviously been spoon-feeding you.

Then you can go back to her and tell her I'm not interested, despite the throbbing mad-on she's had for me all this time. I'd tell her that myself, but she's blocked me. Easier to hate on someone when they can't defend themselves, right?

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Calvin: Hobbes, what do you think happens to us when we die?
Hobbes: I think we play saxophone for an all-girl cabaret in New Orleans.

So you think you're clever by going around and spamming all over my friend's profile through an alt account and making a fuss after baaaawlocking him? That's harassment if I've ever seen it. Not to even include the two callout journals you're written against me, as well as your very well thought out hate art against me.

You know, instead of going after who you think is "my white knight" as you like to say, why not come after me. You're nothing but a pussy whose been wanting to pick a fight with me over the last two months because I made you feel insecure, I made you feel "bad" because I wasn't kissing your ass.

Your carefully-crafted journals that you conveniently took down just within the last 24 hours consisted of none other than "baaw help me, =daigonite is such a meanie!" and was a plea for your friends to hopefully stand up for you for your claims. It's convenient how you didn't link any of the original argument that you had to further prove that you are biased, attention-whoring scum. I highly doubt that people would have labeled me as a "barbarian" if they actually read how you treated me, ~ghostPostal and *KrisCynical. In addition, they cement the fact that you look down upon anyone besides those of Chinese decent. That's pretty low of you, don't you think?

Your "friends", as you like to call them, are people who simply exist to kiss your ass and tell you how wonderful you are, how special you are and how right you are about this and that. Your "watchers" are those with lesser artistic talent than you, those who will one day probably surpass your stunted, proud self because they want to get better. And pageviews? Well, simply put, I created a work ([link]) that has generated almost 3 times as many views in less than a week than you have obtained in three years.

And despite that, they don't even matter! It doesn't matter how many times people accidentally clicked on your page or how many people are willing to kiss your ass or how many people are not as good as drawing as you, because at the end of the day, you're still the same, self-righteous prick that you've always been. You're like that middle school kid everyone loves to hate, that exists simply to receive praise for how wonderful she is. It's sad, you could really evolve and become someone great, but you already feel that you have achieved this greatness and you thus will never be able to improve.

Enjoy your mediocrity and shallow friends, because they can only last so long.

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