I wasted a tear today.

I wasted several tears, yesterday as well as today, as a matter of fact. I even spread the sadness around, innocently, unknowingly, as some stain on society sat smugly chuckling to itself over its conquest. What motivates someone to propagate the worst kind of sob story in a forum designed to intertwine lives that only have that 6 degrees of separation? What possible satisfaction can there be in knowing that you have caused several, maybe hundreds or more, people to shed needless tears and to send unceasing prayers for a 22 month old child that does not exist, never shot himself in the chest with an electric nail gun, and never pierced his heart? I would suggest that wherever you are, you watch your back because Karma is the worst kind of bitch. I also hope that it bites you squarely on your conniving, heartless, worst kind of pond scum, ass.