Thanks for apologizing, I realize you didn't mean it now. It's just that I've had too many people telling me that I need to go see a shrink only because I'm the tiniest bit different from them, and I tend to snap really easily when people say it. It's so stupid when they do it.
I'm just being a bitch right now. You kind of found a chink in the armor and I'm trying to repair it. Thanks for not yelling at me.
...You couldn't even be bothered to tell me you didn't mean it, and yet somehow I'm the childish one? How does that make any sense whatsoever? I can say what I want, because guess what? I'm not a fucking stick-up-the-ass Einstein who thinks swearing is below them. You don't know me and I'd appreciate it if you stopped acting like you do.
Of course I took what you said seriously. You told me to get psychiatric help. I realize you don't actually know my full history with psychiatrists, but when somebody tells me I'm a fucked up weirdo who needs help, they tend to mean it, and I tend to get upset because they've got no idea what the fuck they're talking about 90% of the time. If it's a joke, then you add a smiley face at the end, or some indication that you don't mean it, because frankly, I'm sick of people who don't know me telling me I'm fucked up. I'm sorry for blowing up at you, but I'm a bit sensitive on the subject of "psychiatric help" and my anger got in the way. I don't like self-righteousness in any form, and that's what you were acting like.
[i]Do you think it's some virginal thing because if you do you are so past wrong on that one?[/i] Is that some kind of politically correct way of telling me you're a total badass who's had sex? ...Um, okay. Join the club, it's not that big of a deal and it sure as hell isn't going to make me shut up.
No, you're being an asshole. You're not even offering constructive criticism, you're just being obnoxious and self-righteous. You've got no right to go around saying I'm fucked up just because I choose to express my character's sexuality. You don't know why I write what I do, and you've got no right to make assumptions about me. Just because you don't like what I write doesn't make me fucked up. If you don't like what I write and aren't going to offer constructive criticism, then frankly, don't read my work. Honestly, Sam, if you're that sensitive about sex in literature, than I really wonder what you're going to be like in real life. Pent up sexual energy much?
By "get laid" I actually meant "have sex", not "have some of my friends assure me that I am not an asshole". Because I think that if you actually had sex instead of just making judgments on what you read, you would change your mind about it and not be so narrow-minded. The act is a lot different from what everybody says it is, you know.
P.S. I would tell you to fuck off but it's just not worth it.
Whoa whoa whoa.
So just because I write sex scenes and not rainbows and butterflies, I'm automatically massively fucked up?
...What?
You need to get laid. Seriously.
...But you couldn't spell [i]über.[/i] I'm not saying that you can't spell, I'm just saying that you can't spell [i]über.[/i] And that's just über wrong.
I know, I'm just saying: if I ever get to puffed up and start only writing crap, just tell me and hit me over the head. I can be extremely egotistical at times.