FIRST UP: Satellites.
Satellites, Satellites, Satellites...where to begin? You're like the popular girl on campus who overestimates her importance and influence to the point where she thinks that she's the Queen Bee of the school. When I grabbed my little backpack and stepped foot onto ATRL's campus, I came under your radar and you made it your mission to come for me. Granted I deserved it in my early months on this site, but even when I whipped into shape you STILL had problems with me.
You hold WAY too many grudges. None of this **** with Celestial has gone on since I joined earlier this year, and that matter of time equates to months. Ain't you tired of hating the bitch? Also, let's not even get started on how you're convinced I'm some fake, bi-polar, wishy-washy bitch when you're the EXACT mother****ing same. One minute you're kissing Rihanna's ass for dear life, the next you hate her and call her a **** every two minutes. Kii @ you dedicating so much time to her in SYG. It's much appreciated, actually.
The funniest thing is how you tried to act all brand new in your Iconic Members of 2011 thread, calling me a he, when your dumb, dense ass knows for a damn fact I have a vagina. If we judged everything off font like that, then I would think you're a sexually frustrated hippopotamus **** who uses ATRL as their kingdom since no ****s are given about them anywhere else in life. Oh, wait. That's actually what you are.
To make a long story short, you're a delusional mess.
P.S. I don't dislike you, though.
