(I wrote this about a month ago, after I received a disturbing email. At the time, I thought that acknowledging bad behavior would only encourage it. Now, my thoughts have changed. Enjoy.)
If we haven’t talked in almost two years, and you’re still using my name to get backstage at shows, well, that makes you a psychotic bastard, in my book. You wanted out of my life. Stay out. Leave me alone. Leave my friends alone. Don’t lie to people and say that you know me just so that they’ll hang out with you. That’s pathetic. And considering that you already told the whole world that you never loved me via the internet, that you lead me on for years while I made my life around you, basically admitting you’re a worthless sack of shit and a miserable excuse for a human being, I wonder that you even bother trying to keep up appearances.
You’re a douchebag.