Is this your idea of a joke? If it is, it isn’t a very funny one. I didn’t ask anyone for a DIME and I am offended that you would imply that I would. I’ve only been on the Dope about 11 years now, I think its obvious that I am here for reasons that have nothing to do with milking Dopers for money. Ask the Dopers who’ve met me at Dopefests. Ask the Doper who I lived with for a year.
How dare y’all tell me I have no reason to be upset by y’all prying into my private life. I could understand IF I had indeed asked for money, but I didn’t. I don’t want a dime from you and if you gave me one, I’d throw it back in your face. Don’t talk down to me – I am not your child and I am not your friend. You are nothing to me.
I am an American and I have the right to decide where I will live within these United States, and I choose New York City! I don’t need a reason beyond that to justify why I prefer to stay here. When y’all criticize that, it makes me think y’all aren’t even living in reality. Who do you think provides all those services wealthier New Yorkers enjoy? People like me, that’s who. And I am damn good at my job. I picked up a shift at another store yesterday, and the manager loved my work ethic. This city would crumble if it was filled with only white-collar workers and no one to distribute and sell goods, keep those trains running, and provide a thousand other services you take for granted. This is MY city. This is MY home.
I have had bad things happen to me. It’s my choice whether I share it with you or not. You aren’t “owed” explanations for a damn thing. I haven’t hurt you or asked you for a single dollar. Y’all act like I’m asking you to donate a fucking kidney. Would you take treatment like that from a stranger? I bet you wouldn’t. So why would you think I would?
Right now you may be getting huffy and thinking to yourself, Oh it’s your choice huh miss thang, okay so don’t take my advice. That’s right. I could live and die on these streets and you’d never know. That’s my prerogative. I’m not hitting Dopers up for money because I’m too lazy to turn a fan on my bunny rabbits. I’m asking for ADVICE and not condescension. Who do you think you are, speaking to me in such a way. My mother, as big a fuck-up as she is, would’ve popped me in the mouth for speaking to a stranger in such a way. I live responsibly for the most part. I am Straight Edge, which means no drinking, no smoking, and no drugs. I have always used birth control and I pay back my debts. I am a faithful lover and a good worker. Can all y’all say the same? Can y’all?
Don’t you ever, EVER imply that I am hitting anyone up for money. Who do you think you are, saying that? I would go hungry before taking a thing from your hand. I would rather be buried in a pauper grave than take anything from the likes of you, St. Germain. And that includes your sanctimonious opinion and “advice”.