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I knew she was. But at the core of my being I don’t see people as different. I was just thrown away for disagreeing. I’m a fucking idiot for putting myself in this position and at the end of the day, it won’t matter. But never again. You just can’t have civil discourse with people who will hurt you and tell you it’s your fault for being hurt.

I knew she was. But at the core of my being I don’t see people as different. I was just thrown away for disagreeing. I’m a fucking idiot for putting myself in this position and at the end of the day, it won’t matter. But never again. You just can’t have civil discourse with people who will hurt you and tell you it’s your fault for being hurt.

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This is the only option left me other than, “Move, bitch. Get out the way, bitch. Get out the way.”

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I have always loved the 'cut direct'

(1) The cut direct is to stare an acquaintance in the face and pretend not to know him.
(2) The cut indirect, to look another way, and pretend not to see him.
(3) The cut sublime, to admire the top of some tall edifice or the clouds of heaven till the person cut has passed by.
(4) The cut infernal, to stoop and adjust your boots till the party has gone past.

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I would agree. And it’s apt. I never knew this person. I don’t know it now.