You should validate my existence, before I invalidate yours.

 HEY, THERE!  =')  NAME'S The Samantha, PLEASED T'MEETCHYA!!!!

HI, I'M THE SAMANTHA!  I NEED TO BE DEACTIVATED, TEE HEE. ^______^

 Not much, just completely destroying another human being's faith in existence and failing to acknowledge that I had anything to do with it.

Business as usual.

It feels good to know that I killed another human being.  They may still technically be alive -- with a pulse, a need to eat -- but after what I have done, they are most certainly dead inside.

What can I say, it's what we women do:  steal the souls of others, because we have none.

 Not much, just being incapable of admitting that I intentionally misled and hurt someone, instead choosing to pretend that there is something wrong with them, when in fact everything is wrong with me.

Over-sanity.