I couldn’t sleep at the moment, so I texted my one from far away updating him about the one star bullies. I say, “I hate people. I haven’t published our love story yet because people keep writing false reviews on my things I already have out and I will NOT let them one star the love of my life. You are my five out of five star lover and one of the best things that’s happened to me.”
When we talked on the phone a few weeks ago, I giggled when he brought up how I was too lovey dovey to him but I bet he secretly likes it and I can just see him grinning at my messages and then shaking his head whispering I’m crazy in love with him.
I secretly think while he’s also one of the best things to happen to me, he’s also one of the worst things to happen to me since we can’t properly be together, but I’m trying to look on the bright side of this long distance.
It’s almost 4 A.M. I’m sure he’s sleeping but that’s what I love about him. I can talk to him about literally anything that’s on my mind.
“You don’t deserve to be hated like that, baby. You’re just my inspiration. People are so rude and just want to say what they want without caring about the fact you allowed me to write about you willingly and you’re so great for that, my love,” I’m so sick of individuals who take the fun out of venting in writing. I wish they would crawl back underneath the rock where they came from.
I think those haters are jealous they see a lot of people who like my blog so when I actually publish something for free or a low price they want to leave a nasty review. The funny thing is, these people who leave those nasty reviews on my low price or free things are also probably too cheap to buy something if I actually were to price something higher.
I don’t want reviews on anything I publish. I do appreciate the e-mails and comments I have received about people enjoying my stories, I really do, though. I just wish the haters would keep their ugly remarks to themselves. How many times do I have to repeat that before they get it?