alright I'll just cut straight to the chase

at this point, I'm pretty much testing my patience. I don't know if you're reading this or not, but I'd like to say a few things that may or may not hurt your feelings.

Look, I'm glad you want redemption for doing something like this. I get that you're sorry, okay? But you dodge the question of why you chose to actively stalk me and a whole bunch of my friends on this platform.

You're 25. You said so yourself. Doesn't that raise some flags in your head about watching all of these teenagers - minors - interact on the internet? Use your brain. You're old enough to live on your own yet you don't seem to have a single hair of common sense inside that head of yours.

Your apologies? They're easily fake. Fake as fxxx. Who would believe something like that is genuine when you only posted it when people confronted you about the situation and asked you for an explanation? I'm sorry, honey, but you're not even close to giving a proper apology I will accept, because apparently this one was "lost" last night and you had to post it again.

Bxtch, don't you know I'm not stupid?

I may be a minor and I may be younger than a lot of the people here, but that doesn't change the fact that I can see through your thin white lies you prize yourself upon and post all over in order to make yourself look good. At this point, I can't be nice to you anymore, despite all of the deep breaths I have taken while talking to you and all of my time that has been wasted on a singular human being that isn't worth an ounce of my patience and attention.

I'm sorry, I might be jumping to conclusions, but you're handling this situation more horribly than James Charles and Tati did with theirs, and that sets a whole new bar of low in my dictionary. Can you just write up a proper apology? Because it seems that you're not really sorry for anything you've ever done to both me and my friends who are disturbed by this revelation.

What am I supposed to say about you? My words won't get through your thick skull. I want an apology, not bullshīt, and you gave me dog crap. Like seriously? I thought we were taught to say sorry when we were in preschool. What happened to your intelligence?

Did the thousands of neurons in your human brain supposedly deteriorate as you wrote down that apology? Or did they not exist to begin with? Put effort into an actual thing, not whatever the hell this is.

You're not genuine. You've never come off as sorry before because you never got to word it properly and you most definitely did not sound sorry. Even on the internet, you can make an apology sound GENUINE if you actually tried and spent your time making a proper, formal apology to all of these people.

The fact that you made such a trashy one ONLY when I and multiple people confronted you makes me question you even more. So you weren't going to make one, even if it was this shīt pile, if I hadn't have PMed you to do so and reminded you in the MORNING that you haven't posted one? Bxtch you dare.

You haven't apologised to the people you've stalked directly. They might've blocked you but there are multitudes of people you have stalked that you haven't even sent a little "I'm sorry" to because they haven't called you out and PMed you. That leaves one question:

What the fūck?

I don't understand why you can't just sit down and write something half decent. I can't fathom the thought process in that 25-year-old brain of yours, if you even have one, and I most definitely do not have the patience to deal with this foolery any longer if you do not straight up APOLOGISE and give me an ANSWER to my questions.

I'm not one for violence nor am I for confrontation, but you better believe that this time, I'm standing my fūcking ground and I'm not afraid to come up to you and call out very single thing you've done to every person on this platform that I can reach because your behaviour is worrying.

So yes, bye-bye, you better give me a straight answer else I'm done with you and trying to reason with someone as dense as a brick wall and as lifeless and emotionless as a cube of ice with the thought process of a fern and a brain made out of air.

Goodbye.