Loved the sarcasm in the email. Or was it sincerity? Honestly, I can't tell anymore. You are so delusional that you think I see things the way you do... when I see the truth. I see through your bullshit... and your lies. I see the whole picture and not just the portion you want me to see.
I see you for the person you are and that is what you are truly afraid of.
Yours: lick, suck, tease, taste. Watching the waves of pleasure across your face until you scream.
Mine: A good vibe makes me smile & cum.
If you don't want anyone to score your story, then don't allow any readers to vote. Simple as that. Most story sites allow voting for the purpose of the reader to give the author feedback. Sprite's right about the issues of other sites. They tend to get a higher percentage of trolls and people who will trash your score for basically no better reason than because they can. At least here, the members will proved real feedback (usually though a PM, but some will leave a comment) about how good or bad they felt your story was. I think Verbal said it best about how not all stories get all 5's... and the bulk of us do not complain about this.
The Queen of the Poisoned Pen strikes again! Only now, you're the Queen of the Poisoned Word Processor. And you wonder why some people avoid you like they do. The person who needs a shrink is you.
If your passive-aggressive bullshit wasn't enough, you can't fucking answer a simple fucking question! I've asked four times and you pussy-foot around. News flash... the Bank of Me will be shutting down soon due to lack of funds. Instead of wasting money on bullshit, pay your fucking bills! I budgeted my money so I could purchase certain items. I had to make some adjustments due to circumstances that arose, and I dealt with it all. What do you do? You spend money faster than you earn it. Money burns a hole in you pocket so badly it's not even funny. You bitch about those keeping up with the Jones' when you are guiltier than anyone else I know!
You're in the situation you're in because of your actions and your choices... not mine.
It's not my fucking fault so stop blaming me for your stupid mistakes. You can't even be happy for me. No, you have to blame me for your stupid fucking mistakes. You're a fucking adult so start acting like one. Grow up and take some responsibility for your decisions. Accept the consequences and stop blaming the wrong person/people. The person you should blame is you.