I Hate Stalkers

I hate stalkers

Sometimes when men like me, they REALLY like me. Or I should say FANCY instead of like. I never understand why British people use the word fancy. This is a real change from when I grew up. I was such an ugly ducking when I grew up no body wanted me. I mean sexually, no body wanted me. From the time I was 13-23 my longest relationship lasted 1 month. I had one boyfriend when I was 15. I grew accustomed to NOT being desired.

So now it’s weird. It’s weird that there are guys that actually fancy me. But it really freaks me the fuck out when guys are clingy or stalker-like.

For instance, take this guy J that I went out on a date with on Tuesday. Yes we had a good time. It was drinks and dinner. It was nice. He’s been texting me every fucking day. For fuck’s sake! He texts me at 2AM when I’m sleeping. And then when I text back to say “I’m sleeping” he texts again to say sorry. He texts me to see where I’ve been. Who I’m out with? If I’m alone, with friends with a date? I have gotten 53 texts from this guy and we only met 4 days ago.

J get a fucking clue!

You are WAY to clingy and now I’m regretting saying yes to a second date with you. Don’t be surprised if I cancel!