This Isn't A Game Of Hard-to-get, Just Get Hard Gone

People are simply some f****d up kind of stupid.

What kind of wackjobbery is it when you are told that a specific person is going through some personal crap and will have no free time for at least a few months and that, no, this person does not want to talk about it or anything else - to then turn around and think it's an awesome idea to pick up your communication efforts towards this person by at least quadruple, as you ask them several times in the same week afterward if they want to talk, never having received an answer at any of those times?

I ask you, what the hell is wrong with human wiring? It's pathetic, if not completely disrespectful.
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Jabberwocky

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


BY LEWIS CARROLL
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