M.P.D.

Charlotte… Natalie… Sally… every other name except Aleck.

How many personalities do I need? How many more names would I be known for?

It’s tiring.

the incessant stupidity of mistaking me for someone else.

I am, after all, just a person who relieves you of your ignorance.

I am your deliverer. your hope. your salvation.

and yet… you do not know me.

haven’t taken the time to know me. to know my name.

Not that it matters, not that I care.

but… your idiocy has grown to an alarming level.

I can’t blame you though if your puny brain can’t handle it. If it can’t even comprehend the letters A, L, E, C, K.

After all, dyslexia is rampant… and so is intellectual incapacity.

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