Don't pretend I don't know who you are. You've been harassing women on the internet for a long time, pornstars especially. My friends, me, even my boyfriend. You go to conventions and pretend to be nice when we're face to face, but then you get on Twitter and run your fucking mouth. You're a cyber stalker and you disgust me. You had to know that I would do what I could to find you and destroy you. So I've shrunk you down, and these are your final moments. And though you certainly don't deserve to touch me in any capacity, I think you were the one who told me to talk about my ass more, so that's how I will be squashing the life out of you. Aren't you lucky? Don't worry, no one is going to miss you or look for you when you're gone. We both know I'm doing my community and the world at large a huge favor by getting rid of you.