Screw you for making my friend, Lena Dunham, feel pain, worry, and weakness.
Screw you for inflicting pain on this brilliant writer / advocate / producer / actress / editor / activist / director / daughter / sister / friend / and girlfriend.
Her revenge will be living her life like you never existed, and we will do everything in our power to help her do that.
We’re going to delete you from her address book.
We’re going to tell her we never liked you in the first place.
We’re going to say that we ran into you, and you looked weird and awful.
The people in this room and those in Lena’s life are going to make you miserable until you slink away and cease to cause her pain.
She’s too good for you. All these women are. Okay? Leave them alone.