If I’m following you, it means I’m interested in what you have to say. I’m interested in reading all of your comments, both insightful and inane. If I reply, it means I’m interested in maintaining a relationship with you beyond mere social media.
If you don’t reply, what does that mean? It means that despite my efforts to be polite (which I do for very few people), you’ve decided to throw it back in my face. It means you don’t give a fuck about me. It means that despite all my previous efforts to be nice and friendly and supportive, it matters not to you.
And don’t claim it was because you didn’t read it. Not when another Tweet by someone else after mine was replied to in an instant. Or when I know you obsessively check the @ function to see who has tweeted you.
If I tweet you and you don’t reply, you can fuck off. You can fuck off to the furthest corner of the Earth and get eaten by a hill of fire ants. You can fuck off and take your incredibly dreary stream of consciousness angst and despair and pseudo spiritual bullshit with you.
I wish Twitter allowed me to block you without you realising it, like FaceBook. As much as I hate to admit it, a public declaration of dislike will be unwise at this time.
I’ll still smile when I see you. But I’ll be dreaming of those fire ants.
