Right, there is an imposter in our midst. He claims to be none other than yours truly. I call upon my minions of poets to attack. I beg of you, even if you hate me (that's for you, Anne), do you really want two of us around?

Oh, and maybe you never succeed cause you never WANT TO.

OMG, EVER THINK OF THAT PLATH?

Sylvia HUGHES, you idiots. Start calling her by her real name. And fuck off before you even start, Anne. I am in no mood to deal with a horny lesbian.

Right, have I ever mentioned that my wife is a cunt, a fucking bitch, a psycho, and, worst of all, a bad poet?

There you have your coddling, Sylvia.

ELIZABETH BitchOP
SYLVIA psychoPLATH
SHARon-top OLDS
LOUISE who gives a GLUCK
ANNE I wanna have SEX with you TON


Okay, so I cheated a little on the last one.

Bloody hell, Sylvia, this is the last time I let you name anything of mine, even if it is a livejournal.