Don’t you feel bad? Where’s your conscious, where’s your remorse? You took away all my employment opportunities and income, Ive never had a comfortable roof over my head. You won’t let me see or even talk to the women I like. All because of a website and an app. You want me miserable, desolate, sick and broke. You’ve done me dirty my whole life and even tried to scar and kill me multiple times. It’s delusional to expect anything but beef.