Steven Weissman

There is a name for your type: psychological vampire. You suck the lifeblood out of all those around you until you get your way. You never even ask how the fuck I'm doing. You're like a drug that is eating away at my soul. Want to fix this shit? Here's a place to start: Stop texting so fucking much. You abuse the incredible luxury that is text messaging with your incessant and aggressive texts. My phone vibrates dozens of times per day, the majority on account of you. I'm to the point now where I have anxiety just thinking about how my phone might vibrate. You text far more than is necessary for any normal interaction for which the text was devised. It is madness. Don't you have anything else to do with your life than sit around texting? Stop your incessant puerile texting, you dumb fuck!

—Anonymous