Umm I am totally creeped out right now
My friend Karina is laughing at me. I am explaining to her the situation in which I am in.
I get that you are in cali, but I am not going to talk to you.
Do you realize how close you are to me?
I'm sorry but that just creeps me the fuck out. I feel like you are following me now.
I know that's not true but it still feels creepy.
Like at any moment I could walk around a corner and walk into you.
Today while at work I answered the phone and there was a person on the other end who sounded exactly like you... down to your nervous dork half-laugh. That was actually what triggered it. I was tempted to ask if it was you on the line but I thought I knew better.
Then I get home, and I set that comment... and then I checked and there's a bunch of pictures of you... in california. Next to Mj's star, at his house, with in and out stuff. It's just too erie.
This isn't happening... I cannot run into you. I plan to fully stay away from LA while there is even the slightest danger.
Yesterday I was going to go shopping in hollywood. Do you have any idea the amount of terror I would have felt running into you on the hollywood walk of fame? Not terror as in like horror movie terror. Terror as in danger of multiple things. First of all I'm not supposed to talk to you, let alone see you. What if your mom was with you... she'd have me thrown in jail kiddo.
Even though this is my turf and i would have not know then... i do now.
So I'm forbidden to leave my valley. Great. No long beach, no knotts. I have to be careful even going down the road to magic mountain. You have no idea the amount of stress you've just put on me.
It would have been so much easier not know, but now I do.
I'm sorry. I know that's not fair to vent, towards you, where you can see it. But those are my feelings.
I won't come see you. I won't meet you. I am not talking to you. So don't ask.
off to go see harry potter now. peace out homie jesus.
I get that you are in cali, but I am not going to talk to you.
Do you realize how close you are to me?
I'm sorry but that just creeps me the fuck out. I feel like you are following me now.
I know that's not true but it still feels creepy.
Like at any moment I could walk around a corner and walk into you.
Today while at work I answered the phone and there was a person on the other end who sounded exactly like you... down to your nervous dork half-laugh. That was actually what triggered it. I was tempted to ask if it was you on the line but I thought I knew better.
Then I get home, and I set that comment... and then I checked and there's a bunch of pictures of you... in california. Next to Mj's star, at his house, with in and out stuff. It's just too erie.
This isn't happening... I cannot run into you. I plan to fully stay away from LA while there is even the slightest danger.
Yesterday I was going to go shopping in hollywood. Do you have any idea the amount of terror I would have felt running into you on the hollywood walk of fame? Not terror as in like horror movie terror. Terror as in danger of multiple things. First of all I'm not supposed to talk to you, let alone see you. What if your mom was with you... she'd have me thrown in jail kiddo.
Even though this is my turf and i would have not know then... i do now.
So I'm forbidden to leave my valley. Great. No long beach, no knotts. I have to be careful even going down the road to magic mountain. You have no idea the amount of stress you've just put on me.
It would have been so much easier not know, but now I do.
I'm sorry. I know that's not fair to vent, towards you, where you can see it. But those are my feelings.
I won't come see you. I won't meet you. I am not talking to you. So don't ask.
off to go see harry potter now. peace out homie jesus.