The Guy: What?
The Guy: What about it?
Me: Your super long posts about god and cheating and being a badass? What on Earth?
The Guy: I don't even know. I was tired and ranting.
Me: You don't even know? Who is that person? I'm not joking. How can you not know what you were talking about?
The Guy: Who is what person?
Me: You! Who is this angry scary person? Are those really your feelings? Why have you never talked to me about this stuff? This deep seated hatred?
The Guy: What do you mean never talked to you about this stuff? You know how I hate drinking, smoking, and drugs of any type, and you agree as far as I know with my views on cheating.
Me: It's not the views it's the anger and the language and what the fuck rage and severe meltdown are you going through that I haven't heard about? You scare the shit out of me.
The Guy: What are you talking about? There is no rage or meltdown going on. Its a simple point of view of people as a whole, and the only bad language I used was the one time I wrote motherfuckers.
Me: Your status afterward. Was worth it, rage subsided for now, severe meltdown avoided, etc? I don't understand how you can not respond to anything I post or say, but you can post this long scary shit about god being stupid and if people disagree they are part of the problem?
The Guy: O the status thing wasn't anything real. Just a stupid title to throw in there.