I think I’m writing again.

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  1. roten perückenstrauch schneiden Jason: I am really sorry that you feel that way. I am a little confused as to why you feel the need to say such a thing, since I don’t know who you are, nor am I bothered by the fact that you don’t seem to like my writing. It is actually hard for me to take this comment seriously, since using letters instead of words does not elicit respect in me for the author. Writing involves words…and I humbly submit that I do not believe that you have the right to judge who is a “loser” and a “poser”. Have a great day! 🙂