Spending all that time and energy to trick others, steal from them and make them suffer just for some stupid dresses... I mean, I know dresses are lovely and all that suff, I wouldn't wear lolita if it wasn't like this, but they are not worth becoming a horrible human being. You probably think you're a cunning genious or something, since you sound proud of what you do, but being smart doesn't mean you can't be awful as well. I can afford only two or three dresses a year, since you asked me if I was projecting you might think I'm jealous or something, but I would prefer not having any dress at all than doing what you do. One day I dream I'll find a job that makes me happy, I'll be able to buy more dresses with the money I earn and I'll look at my boyfriend thinking that I do deserve his love. That's what I'd be jealous for. I hope sooner or later you either miraculously realize what I meant when I said you were miserable, or (more likely) you get burnt and learn your lesson. Your story and all the people looking up to you really unsettled me and I don't like feeling hateful towards others or wasting my time, so this will be my last message on this subject.