Tainted in shackles

Unintentional/iInTeNtiOnal DaMagE
2002-04-01 22:12:01 (UTC)

The stalker

The bad news...next is the good news


Okay this isn't a good thing. the boy keeps calling me
tellin me that he wants to be with me, that i am the only
one he wants to be with, if he can't have me no one can, blah blah
blah ugh. And its irritating the fuck out of me. The more i tell this
punkass nigga not to call my fuckin crib the more he does...what am
i going to do. i don't want to tell my cousins because they
would go into how he got my # in the first place since no
one in my hood likes him in the first and besides that biotch K.H.
gave it to him anyways. and if i tell the police i'd have to hear my
moms mouth and she talks enough for 2 countries. This nigga called me
25 fucking times in 2 hours. Why the hell can't he get a life and
just leave mines alone. He tells me that he wants to see me all the
time he told me that he even knows where i live. That shit i don't
like
even if you do know where i live don't tell me getting me
all upset. He tells me things like he just saw me when he
didn't he is aggrovating as hell. I mean he really gets my
blood heated i mean boiling till i bust and hang up the
damn phone on him constantly and his dumb ass call back
over and over again.