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Originally posted by MicroChick
CD, a few years ago in Santa Monica, there was a group who helped homeless people and people with drug addictions. The group therapy sessions were brutal. People said exactly what they wanted to say, and many feelings were hurt. However, those who stuck with it became healthier and stronger. I feel the same way about some of the boards. There really is an initiation period. The right to say what is on your mind without sugar coating your posts feels good.
Baddog knows that on many boards I have defended him. I have told him how much I like his photography, admire his respect for his children, and the work he does in porn. What does hurt is when people like baddog turn on you because they believe the gossip being spread by your enemies. I thought baddog was above that kind of thing.
If everyone loved me, I would be bored to death. I know who I am. Those who want to get to know the real me know how they can reach me. The others who stalk me and spread lies can GO FUCK THEMSELVES.
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I love you. Am I boring you yet?
This board was made for you. My deal here is slightly different. No slight against you or anyone, but I tend not to get involved in who turned on who, who attacked who, who's the attention whore du jour, or getting upset over the drama of the week. I've conditioned myself to not let anyone or anything get to me, affect my mood, or upset my day in any way. It just isn't worth it.
More often than not if I seem angry, my post only seems that way. If I seem upset, I'm not. If I come off as arrogant or sarcastic, it's because I'm good at it, not because I have some soap-opera-like hidden agenda.
I'm usually sitting behind the screen laughing here, not punching holes in walls.
And I like just about everyone and most of the board personas. There are only a handful of people who, if I ever met face to face, would I consider maybe possibly putting the fear of god into them for their past piss-poor attitudes towards me. I've found that usually I need do nothing and eventually the misfortune they deserve catches up with them anyway, it always does.
Fact is... if most of the ones who cock off at me would clear their head and become even slightly more reasonable and mature, I would just as soon sit and have a beer with them as kick their sorry ass around the parking lot. That's a fact.