You mimick me, you ape me, you imitate me.
You think me great.
You may delete posts, like I saw once, one full of violent rhetoric that seemed to call for the safety and security of the People's Hero, Donald J Trump, to be jeopardized.
I do not delete posts.
My spinal cord is composed of hard, calcium rich bone, not the cooked noodle you may have become accustomed to thinking of as the norm.
You are understandably intimidated by my understanding of you and your psyche while you are simultaneously enthralled, possibly enamoured, with me.
Alas, this can never be.
You must find another Adonis to worship.
I am unavailable for you.