There's something strange about them. Inhuman almost. Emotional telepathy is what I think it is, and lately I've fallen victim to the powers of darkness. Have you even noticed once you're settled into a new relationship and have finally moved on, then they start appearing? You know... The exes. Or maybe you've moved or found a new great job only to find them as your first client or next door neighbor. It's as though they can sense you're happiness in life and want to come and suck that glimmer of hope from your still beating heart!
Maybe I'm getting carried away, but I've been in a good place now. I'm happy. My friends are amazing, and I like my job well enough. I'm not alone, but not really dating. All in all I'm comfortably good. That's when they strike from the woodwork with torches and pitchforks at you like you're this carnal beast when it's them that don't see the monster inside. I'm sure even I've been that evil blood thirsty beast before. It's more subconscious than anything. You don't recognize the evil taking place until you look in the mirror.
Well my friends this has been that week. Those creatures must have dropped the victims they were leeching on to come again to prey on me. First one, then three, and finally five came after me at one point or another. They tend to strike sometimes as innocently as texts or emails, but the real beasts like to make themselves known. Some just appear, usually at gas stations or supermarkets, but then there are the ones that go out to find you! These are the most dangerous kind, as I found out this week. This one searched Myspace to find me. He then dug deeper and found out where I worked, and not only came in to eat but to see me. He sat at the bar and watched me for hours before striking. It seems anytime they try this their opening line is the same, "Seeing anyone?" Fucking chills to my toes.
When you break up you think it's done, like you will see Elvis before that pathetic excuse for a boyfriend. But be warned, They are all out there lurking in the shadows, stalking and waiting until that optimal happy point to strike. Always have your guard up and never walk a supermarket alone...
Bradley James
PS. Anyway this guy could have been the stalker from my earlier post? Comments...
2 comments:
Dude Elvis...Where?!?!The "I will Not Be Ignored Dan"...stalker?!?! hehe u got "stage 5 clingers"!!
P.S. ive seen csi ill find u scooby style!
Actually, baby, that guy was me dressed in a really good disguise. Kind of like in "Mission Impossible" when Tom Cruise does the switch-er-oo and wear's the Jon Voigt mask. Aren't you happy to see me baby?
Anywho, I lost the address that the hostess gave me the other day. If you could email me the addy again, it would really help me out with the spying, the following, and the masturbating in the bushes.
Actually, that's a lie. I never called for the address. I have masturbated in your bushes though. Too much info?
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