Note.

Stop showing me Dobby.

Everyone in this world clearly knows that she is not Dobby.


It’s called friendship only when it’s mutual.

It’s not called friendship when one person is constantly forcing it.


You can clearly understand from her actions that there was no friendship.

This is not how friends behave.

This is not friendship.

There was no friendship.

Also, my actions.


I tried being friends briefly when she gave me something to eat forcefully.

She was not interested in being friends.

She just wanted to fuck me.

She was constantly forcing.

Once I understood her true colours and true intentions.

I cut her off.

Trying to be friends and actually being friends are two different things.


We barely spoke.

The only thing I spoke to her about is trees, weather, coffee and laptop.

And I asked her random questions.

Because she is not my friend.

She was forcing it.

I was constantly pushing her since day one.

She was not taking no for an answer.


Her definition of friendship is different from my definition of friendship.

She has an extreme case of para social relationship with me.

Whatever she was doing is called coercion.

She was forcing, lusting, projecting and seeing everything in that light.

She was placing sexual meaning to everything.


I’ve repeated myself millions of times since August 2024.

I’m not interested in repeating the same bloody things every single day.

Forever and ever.


There’s nothing left to say.

The truth is already out long ago.

Please stop wasting my precious time.

I’m not interested.