You really can’t deal with being wrong, can you? I feel bad for you. Life must be hard, being unable to admit your own faults and constantly projecting onto others. I bet all your friends secretly hate you, assuming you have any at all.
You know those are intentionality inaccurate summaries, but you just can’t help yourself. Your little obsession with trying to make me look bad is, as you love to condescending say, cute, but I’m over it.
Just please don’t follow me around Lemmy. You were wrong. You made a mistake. Accept it and move on.
You really can’t deal with being wrong, can you? I feel bad for you. Life must be hard, being unable to admit your own faults and constantly projecting onto others. I bet all your friends secretly hate you, assuming you have any at all.
You know those are intentionality inaccurate summaries, but you just can’t help yourself. Your little obsession with trying to make me look bad is, as you love to condescending say, cute, but I’m over it.
Just please don’t follow me around Lemmy. You were wrong. You made a mistake. Accept it and move on.
Damn, learning what a summary is fuckin cut you to your core, huh boo boo bear?
You wanna try flailing blindly again? You might land one