I hate being hated

Being hated by a random person is manageable. I mean, sure, it sucks that someone doesn't like you for who you are and that's their problem.
But when someone whom you generally admire as an artist, calls you a dickhole for spelling Jon Lord's name with an "h" in Jon, and that you should stop listening to awesome music because you're clearly not awesome enough, it's distressing.
I don't even know.
They just really hate me.
But it's frustrating because they don't even fucking know me, at all, they don't know anything about my personality or anything, it's like going up to a complete stranger on the street and saying "YOUR SHIRT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR SHOES YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU,"
They didn't even say this to me personally, they said it in a deviantart journal.
I just want to tell them, "look, dude, I'm sorry I spelled his fucking name wrong, I listen to Deep Purple for their fucking music, not so I can know every fucking detail about them," I don't really know, maybe I'm being unreasonable. I just wish if this person hates me that much then why don't they keep that stuff to themselves and stop looking at my crap on deviantart.

ok enough of that.
Song of the day isssss Lights Out by UFO, go listen to it.

oh and my band is writing our own music now. C: I'm gonna write lyrics for it. It sounds a bit Hendrix-ish, like a mix of Purple Haze and Foxy Lady. Hurrrrr.