My writing- decades of iterative writing- was stolen and you keep programming your AI’s with it.
Now you’re saying you can write like me with AI
Oh but it gets better. Some bitch stole my very valuable laptop while I was in the hospital.
And now a shallow? Thieving fake is hedging her bets that she can pretend she was me.
Sell my work to Microsoft and become famous in my name\
Then lies were spread that I was a monster and just some homeless woman now.
So no one cares about the truth- or what happens to me.
Not after you alienated all my friends with a hacked second account I didn’t use.
You lying, thieving little wench.
Face the mirror each morning- all of you. And face what you have done and your shallow success.
Just remember who you stole from.
Just remember

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