[Glenn.]

I don’t need the ignore button. Watching you talk in circles trying to sound wise is actually fascinating. You post to be noticed, then pretend you don’t care when you are. It’s not that your opinions bother me—they just confirm exactly why you’re still having this conversation alone.
And now it’s because I secretly fancy you? That’s adorable. When the arguments run out, flirt with your critic—bold strategy. Truth is, I respond for the same reason people slow down at a car crash. Morbid curiosity. You’re not being ignored because you’re “too real”—you’re being humoured because it’s honestly a bit tragic.