I come here to make friends and share my opinions. Sure I may do it in a frowned upon manner, but by the time I really learn it's frowned upon, I'm already boycotted. Articles are written against me. People attack me behind my back. I've had it. People misuse my words. People accuse me. People take an article not written with an entirely serious view as being scripturally sound. I've been backstabbed. You are too weak to take me on if I know about you, so you insist on attacking from behind. Come out and face me. You're too weak to take me on. There's no use in asking a serpent to repent. So come face me. Give it all you've got. Give it a try, when I can answer. You accuse me, you notify me. You don't attack from afar. Come get me.
You devaluate what I have to say. You say you like me, but you lie. You try to finish me. Come. Get. Me.
You make claims of libel from outside my vision. You make yourselves small to take me out. But in reality, you're using a sniper rifle against a tank. You have a grievance, take it up with me. Don't go to the other fifteen year old girls and gossip! Come and fight! Bring it on! But don't come from behind. You come face me, or you play nice. Or else I'll attack you back. And you won't like that.