There’s only so little a non-conformist can tolerate with the conforming mold in a traditionalistic family without going insane against personal core values.

Don’t fucking expect me to blindly accept what sounds obtusely narrow-minded in perspective to me, in compliance, thank you.

That’s why I’m scared to talk to her. Always sound so threatening. Must question everything I say.

Oh, really now? Why are you so afraid? I’m merely giving you my relatively peaceful frank opinion on the subject, in a feeble attempt at keeping the discussion more objective than not, not about you per se, you self-absorbed twat.

Maybe I wouldn’t be this scary to you if you’d stop making so many unfounded assumptions and uneducated guesses.

I don’t think this many people should like you.

I’m sorry. You want me to rub some fancy Egyptian salt in? Somehow the majority vote about my amicability is not even influenced by self-promotion like your very effective direct-selling multi-level marketing “network marketing” (or whatever fanciful name like “sales distributor” [a.k.a. salesperson]) attempt. You know what? Feel free to try influencing my 782189243 acquaintances, 4482 friends, and 23 good/best friends about how much of a retarded, narrow-minded, cold bitch your sister is. I’m sure they’ll value the profound opinion of her younger brother.

Also, what happened to all of your “friends”? They became imaginary? And before they became visually transparent (pun. If you have the ability distinguish it at all, or even understand its meaning), how many of them have remembered you each time you return from some faraway land? How many of them even divulge any gossip-worthy secret to you over the entire course of your school life?

I guess, then, there is no need for me to wonder why your only best friend seem to be your manager. Of your new direct-selling job. Of two months.

I just want you to learn from what I’m trying to teach you.

Oh, and why the fuck do I need to learn from a 19-year-old school dropout and social reject who can’t live without his parents’ babying again? Pray tell me. I am oh-so-intrigue by your grand wisdom.

The word ‘compromise’ has never been more profound.