I don’t know what a mean bastard is thinking while it’s aborting a fetus, but I’d suppose this is quite close.

Dear Ego,

Hey, idiot. Take a hint - they don’t want you around. Not a fat chance they’re letting you in their world. You’ll just stay there, outside their cicle of friends looking in with pleading eyes that you be accepted in their clique. Guess what, it won’t happen. People hate you for being you - you’re different, you’re weird, you’re nerdy, you’re creepy (for their eyes), you’re a know-it-all, you’re YOU.

So bug off. Spare yourself a lot of disappointment and a few gallons of the sorry juice. Stop wasting your time trying to fit in a world that doesn’t and will never want you. Can’t you hear their barely-muffled snickers and mocking whenever your back is turned? Can’t you feel their condescending manner whenever you try (and fail miserably) to talk and fit in? Can’t you see this virtual wall they build around themselves when you join their outings? Can’t you feel their cold shoulders whenever you IM or SMS someone and they don’t reply even if you KNOW they’re talking to everybody else?

Have I made their sentiments clear? No? Fine, let me be a little more blunt: FUCK OFF. STAY AWAY. AND DON’T COME BACK. You’re unwanted. You’re unwelcome. Is that too hard to understand? It was way better when you were just another nick or user handle in the various places in the internet where you  used to meet. It was better when you’re nothing more than a random face in a sea of faces. Then you decided to spoil it all by showing them the real you. The ugly, nerdy, unloveable you. Then they started avoiding you like the plague, reaching the point where it’s as if you never existed. Sucks to be you eh?

Sadly yours until you decide to finally stop the half-assed passive suicide attempts and just kick the bucket,

your increasingly paranoid Id.

p.s. I suppose you can’t blame me can you? Next time, don’t be an idiot and go around shooting your mouth off. Your feelings do not matter in this world.