dear *
ok. your behaviour is fucking inappropriate. you know it or you would make it public. you KNOW this. you know this is fucking unwelcome and yet you persist. with every overture, i take seven more steps back, BIG, fucking steps. you get off on it and you know what? i can HEAR your horribly self righteous tone telling yourself that it is simply not your issue, it is ALL my problem. wrong. very, very, fucking, wrong. but each and every time you do this, it just reminds me to Steer Well Clear.