mainsqueeze's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Above Your Head Yesterday, Damon the Sociopath decided to stop by. It was 1am, so one can only guess what he was after. Fuck. I couldnt tell who he was, due to my peephole being tiny/dirty/scratched, and so I opened the door. Luckily, John and Crystal were still here. John may not be incredibly huge, but there is no doubt in my mind that he could and would beat the living daylights out of somebody if need be. It was scary. I always thought that having a stalker would be kind of cool, but I was very, very wrong. It is terrible and terrifying and so so stressful. Anyhow, every single person that I know is ready to rush over and save me if Damon ever comes back. I fell asleep on Zachs floor earlier tonight. I went downstairs to borrow some cat food and found that he was gone, so I let myself in. I turned on the tv and promptly passed out. He kicked me awake. I vaguely remember screaming, "SHITFUCKCOCKCUNT!" and running home in a daze. I rather like being able to laugh at myself. 10:02 p.m. - 2002-07-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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