Meme Time!

[reservoir_puppy]

I wanna post this before I forget about it. I've already forgotten to repost this once. -heddesk-

You're on my Friends List. I want to know 35 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine ... You're on my list, so I want to know you better! Be honest!

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[bergeronprocess]

Okay, this guy was a piece of work, and I don't like to say his name, so let us call him J. We met online and for a while he was pretty cool. He lived kind of far away, a suburban town called Canton that might be about 30-45 minutes by car. So we didn't see each other much aside from like weekends. We IM'd and stuff a lot. He also had a lady best friend with whom he hung out like every night. I remember the night Obama got elected, I was so fuckin' amped, I called him and he was like "Well my car broke down, I'm with [friend]!" Like, way to not even give a shit! Anyway. At one point he also told me that he'd been with guys before me, but I was like "okay sexuality is not as easy as 'I only like guys/girls,' it's cool." Then at some point I wondered where it was going and he got really weird and was like "Oh, I don't know, we could just be friends for a while." He literally let me down via a series of text messages I looked and responded to while on the train home from school.

Some time after that, he started acting like he wanted to restart friendly contact again. Emails, text messages, weird poetry in emails--I thought that was the girl's job. His friend also attacked me in some venues and I had to have her banned from said places. I was so sick of it and didn't want it anymore, at one point I threatened to call the police. I never did, but then one night I tweeted that I was going to work. I used to work at Bath and Body Works at the mall near me. After my shift was over, I walked with coworkers to the parking lot (Limited requires this) but we split off to get in our cars. I was alone when I got to my car. Guess who was there, having driven all the way from Canton with a wilted bouquet and nut-chocolate mix (I hate chocolate with nuts and each choco had nuts) to cry and beg for me back? People leaving the movie theater were treated to another show.

Some time after that, he texted me again acting all normal. That's when I discovered my phone has a lovely block number feature!

[reservoir_puppy]

Ho-ho-holy shit.

Well, I'm glad you at least don't have to deal with this nutcase anymore.