Dear fatuous person,

I hate how such a dull, stupid person can just come and take things they don't even mean to. How someone unable to adapt to their circumstances, can dig deep without even meaning too. How they can make me think I'm going mad over something I own, and how they don't know that I like to keep the boat in the ocean. My boat, your ocean. You'll never own my boat, just like I'll never own your ocean. I love my boat more than I love the ocean or the land. I love my boat more than I love the planet, take one small thing when you have the ocean? I don't think so, because you have no control, when I am the eye of the storm. You officially have every right to stand still, because after all, you don't have near as much control as you think.