Don't Bogart my blog

Being someone who covets insignificant possessions the most valuable in my life, I hold certain things very close to me that don’t mean anything to anyone else. And, when someone else grabs a hold of them, I no longer feel like they’re special.

So, you can imagine what happens when I find that someone has been reading (and commenting!) on one of my secret daily reads. To cut to the quick, I am pissed. What’s worse is that these people always write little something because they’re comment whores. Log onto any 100 random sites, and you’ll find their words on ¼ of them, at least.

I mean, are they really interested in the mating rituals of castrated colobus monkeys who are only attracted to parasitic partners, like Paris Hilton (or some sorta shit like that)? I highly doubt it.

Sharing can happen, and I'm all for it. The only problem I have is when people have to take over something they don't care about to show their dominance. This occurs in every aspect of their lives. They're like a dog pissing on everything, marking its territory. And when they're doing their deed, they piss all over the place.

So, do me a favour and let me have what has an ounce of meaning because you don’t even care about the aforementioned monkey-thing from above.

Don’t Bogart my blog. It’s mine.