Apr 12, 2007 21:34
Man. I'm starting to realize why people use alcohol to solve their problems. I'm also starting to realize how necessary this new journal was to document my emotional regression. Thank you, kind stalker, for you knew more about me than I knew myself.
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Well...yeah.
;)
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I meant... of course your stalker knows more about you than you do. He's made it a hobby. ("That's the oldest trick in the stalker book."
"There's a stalker book? I'll have to read that."
I <3 Eternal Sunshine.)
I made my journal private because an ex was stalking me. (The Worst Ex Ever.) It's a horrible, intrusive thing to stalk someone, and I hope you're okay mentally. I love you and I'll beat up anybody for you.
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My stalker is not someone I actually know in real life. Just a lonely creepass who will not stop sending me friend requests even after I told him that I didn't want to be his friend. He knows my emails and my full name, which is scary. I'm just hoping that by disappearing he'll forget about me and go stalk some other poor soul.
I love you. And no beating up necessary (in this case, anyhow).
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I'd love to be able to do something nice for you. If you'd let me, I'd send it to you. If you email your address, I'll send it when I can. Otherwise, just... I love you! Chin up!
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Can I send it to sugarblind@livejournal.com? I somehow lost your gmail one. :/
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