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I had a real nemesis once, back in New York. When that chapter naturally ended, I celebrated. I even made dancing videos. If you've ever had a true adversary, you'll understand the satisfaction 

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ction of finally closing the book.

Florida, though? Jacksonville is too small to produce a worthy adversary. Instead, it produces obsessive, unemployed copycats with too much time on their hands. Imagine  a southern version of me, non chalant donning  way too many accessories  for this climate leggings wrist bands ad fingerless gloves.  Off the wall  ?. watching someone mistake imitation for identity. If you know me in Florida, you probably already know exactly who I'm,    

 talking about. Last y

ear she hacked into my Facebook messenger and was soliciting funds from friends and family.  Why would I ask for money to be sent to some other person. If u know me I'd sooner gargle glass than ask anyone I know for funding. Knowing me is a benefit not a burden. FB friends If ever my profile asks for money call the police because  something serious is wrong. Fortunately the account thief petitioned some friends and family that knew I would never panhandle profiles and started flagging the account and calling my  phone.

The gay community down here is so small it sometimes feels almost incestuous. My shadow ends up chasing people I never even bothered to pursue. She's the consolation prize I never claimed. If I wanted to return the favor, I'd have to work my way through the same crowd—and honestly, I'd rather avoid the drama, the theft, and the herpes.

My prediction? One day she'll fly face-first off her broomstick into the woods. If that happens, I'll probably feel sorry for her. I won't dance. She wasn't a true enemy—just a misguided pupil. A crossed eyed self hating bottom boy

Her biggest mistake was trying to become me. And asking everyone I knew for money

She failed because she copied the surface instead of the source. I draw inspiration from obscure history, overlooked ancient art, and forgotten ideas. I'm always presenting something original. She's inhaling MTV, injecting TMZ, and her sexting her way through my contact list, cheers here's to hoping proximity becomes personality

Artist is authentic 

We're similar in exactly one ridiculous way. As kids, we both decided typical peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were ubiquitous and dull. We choose to innovate just took very different artistic paths. It's hard to judge artistic expression and yet it's done daily

I abandoned the jelly. Peanut butter with real maple syrup from a glass bottle and honey. Or peanut butter with chocolate frosting, spread as thick as possible.

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My Rtistic childhood friend from New jersey Lara  of Laras Cafe used white fluff with peanut butter and  can u guess her race?  She also would take banana and spread it against peanut butter . Both innovative and digestible

but the missfit

She threw the peanut butter and jelly into a frying pan.

Hot grape jelly.

A crispy burnt PB&

That's not innovation. That's a culinary abomination 

Get off MTV, queen.

And produce tasteful art

I keep producing good deeds.

She's probably moved on to stealing someone else's personality by now, probably you reader .  Right now she is  wiping her mouth just like you do, after servicing that mistake you made last week to get a free lunch 

At the end of the day, it's good to wake up with something to laugh about. It feels good to be alive. Every day is another opportunity to enjoy yourself.

You're all welcome on my list.

No digital panhandling