Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Because The Chances Are There Is Somone More Dellusional Than Yourself

*Warning! You may not agree with me on this one... but this is a person who believes there's no such thing as love speaking.

My stalker has an obsessive personality. When seeing that I have a boyfriend, she decided to get one too... and found one on myspace, which I may have already mentioned. She feels comfortable with the guy because according to her he's exactly like me. Creepy! But what's obsessive with that? I'll tell you! Her xanga entries. Every day she writes a letter to her creepy guy, a letter which he will never be able to read, because the entry is private (password encrypted). What she doesn't realize is that four years ago she gave me her password... Stupid non-suspecting naive girl. Her xanga is like writing letters to the man you secretly love, but never giving him those letters...

It is very much creepy.

Oh and what's weirder, is that she calls him by his middle name. Why? Because "everybody calls him by his first name." Call me stupid, but I thought that was the whole point of having a first name... so everybody could call you that. So from now on, all of yous, call me by my middle name, because you know... everybody else calls me by my first name. Uhm... yea, middle name, which even I can't pronounce.

PS. Sometimes when I feel like a sheltered lunatic and a pathetic human being, I go and read my stalker's xanga. Ten minutes after, I don't feel so pathetic anymore. Hell, I feel like I could reach the stars! Her xanga is a complete emotional and self esteem booster only because you realize that there are people more pathetic, sheltered, ignorant, and dellusional than yourself.

12:32 a.m. - October 30, 2006

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