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indeed. good luck.
I had a stalker back in the day. a high school senior latched onto me the day I transfered to a new school. she was clearly emotionally ill, and wouldn't leave me alone. I tried to let her down easy. failing that, I tried to stay away from her. failing that, I told her to go away.
I had to stop at her house one time to pick one of my friends up. turns out my friend wasn't there and she answered the door naked. I have never been so scared of a naked body. she even tried to coax me into her house, but I took off.
fast forward a few weeks, she's standing at the end of my block (I live on a dead end street) screaming my name to figure out what house I lived in.
I guess one of my neighbors told her, because next time I saw her she was holding a bag of *dramatic music* my hair!
I had cut it and put it in a bag a few days prior. I have no idea how she got it, but goddamn it was creepy.
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nigga went to "dont know what the fuck is going on" college - GHM
"well, they say that life is a joke. so try not to wait til the last moment to laugh at it." -verklingen
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