I have an ex that I played stalking games with. We started seeing other people so I stopped my car in front of her place when she was watching TV with another dude. I knew she saw me but she acted like she didn't. She returned the favor by sneaking up on me when I was watching TV with my brother. Statue still, in a "penetrate me now" dress staring at me. I looked down, told my brother, looked up again and she was gone. She knew I told him. My friend then drove me over her house on the hood of a car and stopped short so I flew into the street. She came running out and said what the penetrate? Are you ok? I knew she was only saving face for her family.I told her yes but I had to go do something else. The games went on for years. She would show up in just a jacket and insist on penetrating all over my house. I had places I wanted to penetrate and she insisted on penetrating where I didn't want to penetrate because she knew I'd actually have to fix other family members' beds after and looking back I know she thought that was funny because I despise housework. I don't call it a woman's work or anything like that, I'd just rather be doing things I enjoy. Another one would call me at all hours and say in this innocent voice "wake up, sleepy head!". I sent her broken bottles and a bunch of plush animals in a box with holes in it so that the plush animals could breathe. I still get made fun of for that by those whack jobs for that. They're both taken now so those games are done with them. I've had them stalk me on the internet.
To be honest if it's a dude or any of that shit I would make them penetrate off real quick. If it's a beautiful woman I feel humbled and appreciative, it doesn't creep me out at all from them. I will compliment you because it's well deserved, then I will penetrate with you and I disappear. Are you capable of trapping me like the feral animal I am? Sneak into my place in the middle of the night, tie me up, force feed me shots and annihilate me. That will make me crave that sensory overload from you and that's the only way to get to me. Demand what you want from me, that's how to get it. Don't be subtle. Then you'll be treated like the angel you are. Just make sure I get to work on time. Sleep doesn't matter to me because I'm a fukkin whack job, I very rarely need it.
I just like the games, I really do. Confusion - what was that? The other day leaving a town after playing guitar on the street I see some hottie rugby player passes another hottie in the street and the latter one gives me a "wtf" look. I knew it was to fuk with me. I played aloof, like nothing just happened on the street or wherever else. Be sneaky, attack. Tackle me, slap the shit of me, I won't care. I'll dust myself off and thank you for waking me up.
This is why I'm good at poker. The sicker the game from a hottie, the more I like it. Be premeditated. Plan my demise. I won't plan yours. Call me a whore, I'll agree. Make fun of me and laugh at me with your friends, I'll laugh with you but never at you. Because I am smarter than you and will win every time.
To me that's fun. The sicker the better. I remain and I will remain undefeated.
Anyone else here been stalked? Jessica stalked me for a bit but when I realized it was actually Nucker I had to fade.
To be honest if it's a dude or any of that shit I would make them penetrate off real quick. If it's a beautiful woman I feel humbled and appreciative, it doesn't creep me out at all from them. I will compliment you because it's well deserved, then I will penetrate with you and I disappear. Are you capable of trapping me like the feral animal I am? Sneak into my place in the middle of the night, tie me up, force feed me shots and annihilate me. That will make me crave that sensory overload from you and that's the only way to get to me. Demand what you want from me, that's how to get it. Don't be subtle. Then you'll be treated like the angel you are. Just make sure I get to work on time. Sleep doesn't matter to me because I'm a fukkin whack job, I very rarely need it.
I just like the games, I really do. Confusion - what was that? The other day leaving a town after playing guitar on the street I see some hottie rugby player passes another hottie in the street and the latter one gives me a "wtf" look. I knew it was to fuk with me. I played aloof, like nothing just happened on the street or wherever else. Be sneaky, attack. Tackle me, slap the shit of me, I won't care. I'll dust myself off and thank you for waking me up.
This is why I'm good at poker. The sicker the game from a hottie, the more I like it. Be premeditated. Plan my demise. I won't plan yours. Call me a whore, I'll agree. Make fun of me and laugh at me with your friends, I'll laugh with you but never at you. Because I am smarter than you and will win every time.
To me that's fun. The sicker the better. I remain and I will remain undefeated.
Anyone else here been stalked? Jessica stalked me for a bit but when I realized it was actually Nucker I had to fade.
