The anonymous abusers.

Amongst the random anonymous abusive comments that this blogs receive saying that I have no talent and that the life that I write about is boring and that I should stop writing and that I am disgusting and that people want me dead and the like, you come across the comments that make me happy, the ones that make me want to keep writing this, and they are the ones that I need. I mean I am not one to care what other people really think of me, like if I didn’t know who you are and you came up to me in the street and said ‘Cosma your blog is shit, I hope that you die’ I would not be that fussed, I mean I would maybe be a little bit upset, but I wouldn’t break down into tears and kill myself, but if that was the only feedback that I was getting, then I would probably not write this anymore. Amongst the anonymous abuse though, I do get anonymous people fight back for me, and I don’t know who they are to be completely honest, except for the times that someone comes up to me like ‘yeah that was me who abused that random that was abusing your blog’ and it always makes me smile.

Take my blog about Zombieland for instance, the most recent blog with comments on it, the first comment was from anonymous saying that my blog is ‘so shit’ and that ‘no one wants to hear the mundane details’ of my, what they called ‘boring life.’ The next comment was from me, abusing the fuck out of the person, and normally when I abuse people via text I end up forgetting something that I wanted to put in or I say what I want to say completely wrong or you know, I just... fail. What I have noticed though, is that I have never had another abusive comment, I always get the one and then I retaliate or someone backs me up and then they never respond again. Like, with the Zombieland one, I responded last night, went to bed, woke up this morning feeling rather P-Diddyish, went and got my haircut, had a nice chat to the guy who cut my hair, went home, turned on the computer and saw that there was a new comment on that blog. I thought it was going to be the first retaliation comment that retaliates to my retaliation but it was someone backing me up and they abused the first person without swearing at all, which I always admire and then they said that my ‘blog is gold’ and that I shouldn’t listen to the abuse.

I was at Brett’s for a little bit last night and when I was there I checked my Facebook, I saw that I had one inbox message which I just assumed was another message from one of the Facebook events coming up or something, but when I went to check it, the message was from Adara Jane Lane, who is someone that isn’t on my friends list and I have never heard of them before or met them or anything. I had sixteen mutual friends with her, but none of them were Gabi Lane so my assumption of how this person got onto my blog was thrown out the window, but obviously before I did all this I read the message. The message said, in a nutshell, that she spent her entire day reading every single one of my blogs and that she thinks that my blog is ‘fucking great’ and she thanked me for ‘the laughs’. Jack was sitting next to me and he was just as happy as I was with the message, well maybe a bit less but he was just like ‘that is great!’

In case you don’t know what I mean by ‘anonymous comments’, you can comment my blog posts either anonymously, entering your name or if you have an account you can comment with that. If you scroll down to the bottom of each post you can see a little thing that says ‘0 comments’ or if there is a comment, it would say ‘1 comment’ or yeah, you understand... if you click on that, it shows you all the comments that have been posted, and that is also how you comment or abuse the post. I’m going to leave it here and yeah, now that you know how to comment the blog, why don’t you comment me, just make sure that if you post anonymously that you leave your name or something so I know it's you, unless of coarse you're a spineless fuck who has nothing better to do than anonymously abuse people, in which case go right ahead you dick head.