The Rise and Fall of Miss. Smith
Our very own Illegible has always complained at me - "why do you never put up personal posts?".
It's a fair point. A lot of people here tend to recount personal experiences involving LIAC, whilst I go the way of recounting my thoughts and ideas based on personal experiences. It's hard to explain why, but it vaguely comes down to the fact that when I post, I only post to get rid of things from my head. Exorcise things I no longer wish to be in my brain. Try to remove muddy thinking from ideas and concepts that I've been musing on. If I posted about my personal experiences, they'd cease to be poetry and instead become a series of facts. I don't like the idea of that.
But today - you lucky bastards - today I've come to the point where a large section of my brain needs to be flattened, as words, onto a webpage and spilled away to the winds of the internet. I don't care to think on this mistake anymore.
And it's a brilliant story, spanning this very website, a couple more websites on Journalspace, MSN chats, e-mails, and the sick and twisted minds of a couple of utter bitches. It actually couldn't be more perfect for this site. Let's take it from the beginning.
Cuntflaps joined LIAC on or about January 12th, 2005. Her posts put me in the frame of mind that she was a chav whore, much like some of the girls I've mistakenly dated in the past. Little did I know just how accurate my estimation was.
See, I split up with a lying whore approx. a year ago. Her name was Sarah. I'm not going to bother censoring her name because she's a stupid bint that deserves as many repercussions as possible. So Sarah - yes - to cut a long story short, I did fall in love with her (mainly because I shared a house with her for a year; that sort of shit can make you fall for any old slapper). She lied about pretty much everything. She went to Canada for six months, as part of her degree in colouring-in, and tried to cheat on me there. She lied to me about it even though I was asking her up-front and had all the facts. So I dumped her. She whored herself without moral implications. Then she came back from Canada, and in some fit of longing or power-tripping, we got it on again, before floundering to a dead-halt. I told her I was bored with the whole thing, and she told me she wanted to fuck loads of other guys. We parted company.
Ever since then, she has randomly called me up for god knows what reasons. Usually it's been to tell me how famously she's been getting on with her new boyfriend - some rat-faced prick she lived with whilst I was still with her. I listened with with half a disgusted ear to tales of her taking it up the arse from him and giving him blowjobs in public places. Thanks for sharing. I would go into more detail on the story, except that I noticed that Cuntflaps was posting about the same shit.
First of all, here is a post about the fact that he was a bastardly womaniser, and that she started sleeping with him whilst he was still with her friend. Here is a post about how she has started cheating on him. All these facts added up to what I knew about Sarah, but I thought - what sort of weird bitch would come to her ex's site and, obviously not happy with telling me about it on the phone, wants to publish it for myself and all my friends to read about too?
Surely no girl is that freakish?
But it was around this time that I was reading Illegible's Journalspace site. Allow me to point out that Illegible - a lanky, broad-chinned wench - is Sarah's best friend in real life. She had put up a post about 'her friend' which sounded disturbingly similar to Cuntflaps' posts. Illegible has (rather suspiciously) deleted that post now, so it's lucky I made I copy of it here.
Even given the fact that the two stories were very similar, I still didn't quite believe that Sarah would be fucked up enough to post her sexual history on a site I was writing for. I decided to give the bint the benefit of the doubt. I wrote Cuntflaps off as, essentially, a random.
But then - on the 14th January - Cuntflaps decided to put up this final post. Why she did it, I have no fucking idea - it contains no information whatsoever about anything. But it was the final piece of the puzzle - as it was clear from IP logs that the post had come from Illegible's PC. Cuntflaps and Sarah had to be the same person.
The freak.
Illegible, too, was already a freak by this point - as during MSN chats with her she would actively ask me if I knew who Cuntflaps was. Probably some sick bitch-fest where her and Sarah would laugh merrily at the fact that she was posting under my very nose. How clever of them.
I let it carry on, regardless, without saying anything to either of them because it seemed more amusing to just let everybody else know Cuntflap's identity and let her get slated in the comments.
But then, there came a twist that made the whole thing a lot less funny and a lot more horrific.
Our very own Pillowfeather also owns a site on Journalspace. I won't link to it, as she's great and nobody is allowed to fuck with her. As she's a friend of mine, she thought that she'd better let me know when the site AbsoluteCunt started linking to her own one. See, it turns out that someone had posted yet another identical story on there. Right down to slipping up and using the same fake names in it (this has been corrected now). You'll find that someone has (rather suspiciously) deleted every single post from the site now, so it's lucky I made a copy of it here.
What sort of idiot would post the same story and then let my friend Pillowfeather know about it? Especially given that Pillowfeather posts on LIAC and had obviously read her story. You'll also notice that AbsoluteCunt has rather blatantly linked to Illegible's journalspace site as well. Some people are just very dumb indeed.
Dumb also, because in her second post, she makes a comment about having an STD. It's right about here that things start becoming quite twisted.
See, Illegible had written a post about 'her friend' having an STD. She has (rather suspiciously) deleted that post now, so it's lucky I made a copy of it here. The last paragraph of the post is the most disturbing/interesting (don't read it if you've just eaten).
Illegible, clearly not happy with the amount of detail she'd given, then posts about 'her friend' again, this time specifying that she has a concoction of herpes, genital warts and Gardener's disease (which nobody's ever heard of). She has (rather suspiciously) deleted that post now, so it's lucky I made a copy of it here.
It was by this point that the whole situation imploded and I needed straight answers. It was literally, sickening me to the pit of my stomach, and I almost believed it wasn't Sarah anymore. I mean, no matter how much of a cheap fluffer she was, she couldn't have gotten all those STDs. I mean, what the fuck is Gardener's disease, anyway?
So I went to Illegible first - that sinister frump - and you can read the log of me asking her about it here. The point to note is that when I bring up herpes, she hesitates for about a minute and then continues to talk about something else, not minding that I've just accused her best friend of having a diseased cunt. Such transparency, such fuckwittery.
So I went to the whorish souce, Sa-"The Bitch"-rah (who'd already sent me an e-mail, the 'liars grapevine' working wonders), and confronted her about what had happened - she avoided the question. I even asked her to just confirm if she didn't have anything - again with no proper answer. The email chain is here.
Illegible, also, rather pathetically wrote me a cagey e-mail where she neither confirms or denies anything important as per sodding usual. If you like, read it here.
So then I was sure. These total fuckarses weren't going to deny anything. Even in the face of "does Sarah NOT have STDs" they would say nothing. How mature - how fucking responsible - that I'm made to assume I might have something, and all the responsibility that goes with it. Nice! What a great game of 'who's infected?' this is. Brilliant! What excellent, excellent people! Or - are they, just maybe - completely revolting, crawling freaks of human morality that won't face up to responsibility when it starts blistering on their cunt?
So there you have it. A personal story. Of course, I'm not saying that Sarah definitely has all these diseases. I'll leave you to work that out for yourself. And to be perfectly honest, I can't even be vindictive enough to say she deserves it. I do feel bad for her - but I can't help being shocked at how completely different she is now compared to when I really loved her. Bright little Sarah, becoming... Well. I think my dissapointment has reached a record and final totality.
I honestly wanted to help her through this - anything to stop her continuing slide into depravity. But I can't work with liars. Especially people that lie so frankly and blatantly. Instead, the lies have just made me intensely angry. You have to be responsible about these things. So, in the end, it seems as though I've had to take responsibility for it and write this post and e-mail it to everybody she knows and send the URL to her boyfriend and add meta tags so that relevant searches on the protagonists' names will turn it up.
Look, I'm just putting up evidence, right? Her friends and family can decide for themselves if it's true.
If it's not true; fuck you for not taking the chances I've given you to tell me that in plain English, thus making me put up this post in error, and forcing me to tell girls I've been with that they might have motherfucking herpes.
If it is true; fuck you for not telling me straight away, and still avoiding the question, putting not only myself but my current girlfriend at risk because you can't own up to being a diseased tramp. I don't give a flying one if you want to infect yourself and anybody that touches you, but don't expect me to take such disrepect of my own life and those I care about lightly.
In any case, at least I've found out now. You are the shit and this is the fan. Let's hope that this time you'll learn - you reap what you sow.
Eat up, girls.
It's a fair point. A lot of people here tend to recount personal experiences involving LIAC, whilst I go the way of recounting my thoughts and ideas based on personal experiences. It's hard to explain why, but it vaguely comes down to the fact that when I post, I only post to get rid of things from my head. Exorcise things I no longer wish to be in my brain. Try to remove muddy thinking from ideas and concepts that I've been musing on. If I posted about my personal experiences, they'd cease to be poetry and instead become a series of facts. I don't like the idea of that.
But today - you lucky bastards - today I've come to the point where a large section of my brain needs to be flattened, as words, onto a webpage and spilled away to the winds of the internet. I don't care to think on this mistake anymore.
And it's a brilliant story, spanning this very website, a couple more websites on Journalspace, MSN chats, e-mails, and the sick and twisted minds of a couple of utter bitches. It actually couldn't be more perfect for this site. Let's take it from the beginning.
Cuntflaps joined LIAC on or about January 12th, 2005. Her posts put me in the frame of mind that she was a chav whore, much like some of the girls I've mistakenly dated in the past. Little did I know just how accurate my estimation was.
See, I split up with a lying whore approx. a year ago. Her name was Sarah. I'm not going to bother censoring her name because she's a stupid bint that deserves as many repercussions as possible. So Sarah - yes - to cut a long story short, I did fall in love with her (mainly because I shared a house with her for a year; that sort of shit can make you fall for any old slapper). She lied about pretty much everything. She went to Canada for six months, as part of her degree in colouring-in, and tried to cheat on me there. She lied to me about it even though I was asking her up-front and had all the facts. So I dumped her. She whored herself without moral implications. Then she came back from Canada, and in some fit of longing or power-tripping, we got it on again, before floundering to a dead-halt. I told her I was bored with the whole thing, and she told me she wanted to fuck loads of other guys. We parted company.
Ever since then, she has randomly called me up for god knows what reasons. Usually it's been to tell me how famously she's been getting on with her new boyfriend - some rat-faced prick she lived with whilst I was still with her. I listened with with half a disgusted ear to tales of her taking it up the arse from him and giving him blowjobs in public places. Thanks for sharing. I would go into more detail on the story, except that I noticed that Cuntflaps was posting about the same shit.
First of all, here is a post about the fact that he was a bastardly womaniser, and that she started sleeping with him whilst he was still with her friend. Here is a post about how she has started cheating on him. All these facts added up to what I knew about Sarah, but I thought - what sort of weird bitch would come to her ex's site and, obviously not happy with telling me about it on the phone, wants to publish it for myself and all my friends to read about too?
Surely no girl is that freakish?
But it was around this time that I was reading Illegible's Journalspace site. Allow me to point out that Illegible - a lanky, broad-chinned wench - is Sarah's best friend in real life. She had put up a post about 'her friend' which sounded disturbingly similar to Cuntflaps' posts. Illegible has (rather suspiciously) deleted that post now, so it's lucky I made I copy of it here.
Even given the fact that the two stories were very similar, I still didn't quite believe that Sarah would be fucked up enough to post her sexual history on a site I was writing for. I decided to give the bint the benefit of the doubt. I wrote Cuntflaps off as, essentially, a random.
But then - on the 14th January - Cuntflaps decided to put up this final post. Why she did it, I have no fucking idea - it contains no information whatsoever about anything. But it was the final piece of the puzzle - as it was clear from IP logs that the post had come from Illegible's PC. Cuntflaps and Sarah had to be the same person.
The freak.
Illegible, too, was already a freak by this point - as during MSN chats with her she would actively ask me if I knew who Cuntflaps was. Probably some sick bitch-fest where her and Sarah would laugh merrily at the fact that she was posting under my very nose. How clever of them.
I let it carry on, regardless, without saying anything to either of them because it seemed more amusing to just let everybody else know Cuntflap's identity and let her get slated in the comments.
But then, there came a twist that made the whole thing a lot less funny and a lot more horrific.
Our very own Pillowfeather also owns a site on Journalspace. I won't link to it, as she's great and nobody is allowed to fuck with her. As she's a friend of mine, she thought that she'd better let me know when the site AbsoluteCunt started linking to her own one. See, it turns out that someone had posted yet another identical story on there. Right down to slipping up and using the same fake names in it (this has been corrected now). You'll find that someone has (rather suspiciously) deleted every single post from the site now, so it's lucky I made a copy of it here.
What sort of idiot would post the same story and then let my friend Pillowfeather know about it? Especially given that Pillowfeather posts on LIAC and had obviously read her story. You'll also notice that AbsoluteCunt has rather blatantly linked to Illegible's journalspace site as well. Some people are just very dumb indeed.
Dumb also, because in her second post, she makes a comment about having an STD. It's right about here that things start becoming quite twisted.
See, Illegible had written a post about 'her friend' having an STD. She has (rather suspiciously) deleted that post now, so it's lucky I made a copy of it here. The last paragraph of the post is the most disturbing/interesting (don't read it if you've just eaten).
Illegible, clearly not happy with the amount of detail she'd given, then posts about 'her friend' again, this time specifying that she has a concoction of herpes, genital warts and Gardener's disease (which nobody's ever heard of). She has (rather suspiciously) deleted that post now, so it's lucky I made a copy of it here.
It was by this point that the whole situation imploded and I needed straight answers. It was literally, sickening me to the pit of my stomach, and I almost believed it wasn't Sarah anymore. I mean, no matter how much of a cheap fluffer she was, she couldn't have gotten all those STDs. I mean, what the fuck is Gardener's disease, anyway?
So I went to Illegible first - that sinister frump - and you can read the log of me asking her about it here. The point to note is that when I bring up herpes, she hesitates for about a minute and then continues to talk about something else, not minding that I've just accused her best friend of having a diseased cunt. Such transparency, such fuckwittery.
So I went to the whorish souce, Sa-"The Bitch"-rah (who'd already sent me an e-mail, the 'liars grapevine' working wonders), and confronted her about what had happened - she avoided the question. I even asked her to just confirm if she didn't have anything - again with no proper answer. The email chain is here.
Illegible, also, rather pathetically wrote me a cagey e-mail where she neither confirms or denies anything important as per sodding usual. If you like, read it here.
So then I was sure. These total fuckarses weren't going to deny anything. Even in the face of "does Sarah NOT have STDs" they would say nothing. How mature - how fucking responsible - that I'm made to assume I might have something, and all the responsibility that goes with it. Nice! What a great game of 'who's infected?' this is. Brilliant! What excellent, excellent people! Or - are they, just maybe - completely revolting, crawling freaks of human morality that won't face up to responsibility when it starts blistering on their cunt?
So there you have it. A personal story. Of course, I'm not saying that Sarah definitely has all these diseases. I'll leave you to work that out for yourself. And to be perfectly honest, I can't even be vindictive enough to say she deserves it. I do feel bad for her - but I can't help being shocked at how completely different she is now compared to when I really loved her. Bright little Sarah, becoming... Well. I think my dissapointment has reached a record and final totality.
I honestly wanted to help her through this - anything to stop her continuing slide into depravity. But I can't work with liars. Especially people that lie so frankly and blatantly. Instead, the lies have just made me intensely angry. You have to be responsible about these things. So, in the end, it seems as though I've had to take responsibility for it and write this post and e-mail it to everybody she knows and send the URL to her boyfriend and add meta tags so that relevant searches on the protagonists' names will turn it up.
Look, I'm just putting up evidence, right? Her friends and family can decide for themselves if it's true.
If it's not true; fuck you for not taking the chances I've given you to tell me that in plain English, thus making me put up this post in error, and forcing me to tell girls I've been with that they might have motherfucking herpes.
If it is true; fuck you for not telling me straight away, and still avoiding the question, putting not only myself but my current girlfriend at risk because you can't own up to being a diseased tramp. I don't give a flying one if you want to infect yourself and anybody that touches you, but don't expect me to take such disrepect of my own life and those I care about lightly.
In any case, at least I've found out now. You are the shit and this is the fan. Let's hope that this time you'll learn - you reap what you sow.
Eat up, girls.
posted by Juliet is Bleeding... | 6:46 pm
Call the hospital! Somebody got BURNED!
Further to Aristoteli’s point, I do believe that in the context of a trial, the court may draw negative inferences from the silence of a defendant (as provided for explicitly by sections 34-37 of the Criminal Justice and Public Order Act 1994). Or indeed any failure to explain facts, or substances or marks on the person of the accused when it may reasonably have been expected that they do so. The same would go for any defences the accused makes up, I mean, submits way after the principal accusation. What I’m essentially saying is that the silence of these - ahem - ladies speaks volumes. And any explanation offered now would be equally damning in the light of it because they'll have had plenty of time to concoct something.
Damn, I love my job.
Damn. Dramatic stuff, man. Hope the whole "warts on your schlong" thing doesn't come to pustular fruition.
Just to reiterate the solemn fact behind this post:
I do not care about their stupid little lives. I care about my own. I didn't go looking for this crap. They brought all this information to me. I have asked them to either confirm or deny the fact that Sarah is infected with anything, only because it affects me personally.
They are not answering. In any way. Why they can't, I have no idea. I've posted all their responses to my simple questions, and they're all shit. They've changed their e-mail addresses, locked down any web presence they have, hell they've probably switched their phone numbers around. Normal human beings? Nope.
I couldn't care less if her boyfriend found out or not - it's their own problem. I don't care about what problems they get themselves into. Care level = 0%, which is why I can post like this without moral restraint. I care about me, my own health, and the health of the people around me. God help you if you're going to make it sound at risk and then just fuck around the issue like nothing's wrong.
A simple, absolute, yes or no from them is all I required.
But the dumb bints couldn't even manage that. Pathetic.
Send the link out as a chain mail with the tag line "pass this on to 10 people in the next 2 days and you will not get herpes".
Wait - they won't tell you that she doesn't have an STD? That's as good as admitting she does have one. It's probably illegal, too.
Surely her boyfriend (/ex?) will let you know if it's true?
CM: Her boyfriend is precisely who I'll ask if they don't confirm/deny the allegation. Watch this space!
I think it's time to end this here and now. You have your facts wrong. You are at absolutely no risk.
If you really believed S had diseases and you could be infected you would have shut your mouth long ago and gone and got yourself tested. Try getting your facts right and making a public apology.
I always told you she was a bad egg. Randomly enough, you never listened.
And obviously my blatant disliking for Illegible is now justified as she's a complete morally bankrupt lying baboon with the intelligence that parallel's a cup of toilet water.
So Fuck.
Either way. It is rather possible that she has HPV and not actually herpes. It's the number one transmitted std, and is also the cause of genital herpes. Unfortunately, hardly anyone knows that they have it, and it is far too easy to catch, even with proper safe sexual intercourse.
So yes, If you have a random bump on your yoo hoo, that hasn't gone away, you have a strain of HPV and should really just deal with it.
And what else? The fucking bitch deserved it and she should shove her public apology up her diseased ridden arsehole.
Deal with your shit, or swim in it. It's absolutely fucking awful when semi-adults can't take responsibility for their mistakes.
intelligence that parallel's a cup of toilet waterThat's parallels, not parallel's.
Yeah people on this blog aren't so smart.
Making a grammatical error when slagging off someone's intelligence might be hypocritical, but needling people anonymously from the sidelines is just plain being a cunt.
Oh, wait...
I suppose I would like to think that chalking up stds is a much higher implication of stupidity than grammar mistakes, but what do I know?
But I'd also like to think that people would have enough balls to leave their random blogger nick when they're trying to discredit someone, but once again, WHAT DO I KNOW?
And even then, I'd like to further add to your case and correct myself by saying that HPV isn't the cause of genital herpes, but rather genital WARTS. And again, what do I know?
I know that I don't have a virus growing out of my labia which puts me in the clear of any sort of verbal rape and you right in the middle of it.
So anyway "randoms" what were you saying about my stupidity?
:)
And yes, I'm pretty sure that the 'allow anonymous comments' option in Blogger should actually be called 'see what cunts have to say'.
She's in good company. Henry VIII, Louis XIV, Napoleon, Schubert, Beethoven, Nietzsche and Wilde all had syphilis, for example.
Famous people with bad grammar include Christina Aguilera and Anna Nicole Smith. Lovely.
I work at Wal Mart for Christ's sake. How many of you actually expect me to have decent grammar, let alone good grammar?
FUCK.
But thanks for comparing me to Anna Nicole Smith and Christina. I may not be able to put 's in the right places, but at least I'M HOT.
I'd just like to point out that the anonymous person amongst the last few comments is Dr. Dre.
I'd also like to point out that Dr. Dre is a bit of a cowardly loser, who started commenting anonymously once he realised everybody was ignoring his questions (e.g. here). I guess this faceless, pointless needling is giving him a boner or something?
Thanks.
Thanks.