lundi 18 janvier 2010 02:17
sometimes when you happen to be a very interesting and fun person, people just can't get enough of you.
they may even go to the extend where they would STALK you, TALK to you everyday, WALK up to you everytime they see you,
AND CREEP THE FUCK OUT OF YOU.
the worst is, when they would hang around your social life so much, and want to know about EVERY SINGLE THING that you do, be it today, yesterday, tomorrow, this week, this month. or better yet, this LIFE.
when excessivity turns to obsessivity and then to psychosis.
i do not think i look good, but i supposed i am very fun to be with.
so fun that, you must know what i do, what i didn't do, what i ate, and even just talk to me, at least once a day.
if you need a prostitute, i will help you get one. if you need help, i will get you a counselor. if you are psychotic, i will call up the institute of mental health.
if you are persistent on squeezing your fat ass into my social life, or personal life. no TYVM. you are too big for it, stalker.
why? because you creep the fuck out of me, that's why.Libellés : :), ALFRED, weirdos
