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You need to read this blog every goddamn day. Until you figure out you've been HAD by a buch of goddamn pigs. It IS the fucking patriarchy. I admire J. but she needs to read it, too. And this. And this. And (ignore the fucking title; just read it, you'll get it) this. You're a smart cookie. Dumb. Pish posh.

Ok, THIS is why she reminds me of you. Read, you'll see. It's not the looks, cuz you're waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy more than her ... You're like a 9+ to her 7 ... It ain't the fake MONSTROSITIES ... It's the REACTION from some people. You predicted it. You knew. You get this all the time, especially from YOURSELF, kiddo. When BB first came on, I remember sitting and telling you about the show, and you just blurted out, "they would hate me, T.", and I thought, "jeez, that is sooooo like my M. to say that, always putting herself down", but ... You were right. They would hate you. I know that now. They would be WRONG, but they would hate you. (Read more here; all over) And the main diff. between you and J. is that you are NOT OK with WHO/WHAT you are. And there's not a day that goes by, after all this time, that I don't think of that, and think of you, and wish it weren't so. To my dying day I will believe that I was good for you. And it's a damn shame, for both of us, that someone cut it off. Well, you know where to find me. And I'm always here for you. Always will be. I love you. So sue me. P.S. And if you watch the show or read about it, I'm a Kaysar kind of guy and you fucking KNEW that. You still know it. I'm the GOOD ONE you're so afraid of. The one who believes YOU are a good one, when you don't.