The Craziest Piece of Shit I’ve Ever Known

I think it’s so unfair for girls to get the bad rep for being the psycho jealous bitches that create drama. I happen to know that men, no scratch that, boys - are just as capable of drinking from the cray cray fountain.

Exhibit A - Kurt.

This guy and I live in different states! Yet he somehow thought we were in a relationship because I was nice to him. Most of the time I even knew him he was in rehab for a gripping pill addiction. Yup, sounds like a keeper. Not. When he wasn’t smoking pot around his 6 year old son, scoring pills and pretending not to relapse or trying to commit suicide so he could go to the hospital he spent his time lurking my blog, harassing my phone and sending me grotesque nudes of himself in his mothers basement.

He would send me text after text after text wherein you could see the crazy escalate. His first couple texts would be nice and cordial but if no response was given right away, say perhaps I was sleeping or showering or busy at work or with friends, his texts would become vile and rude out of nowhere.

He would beg for my attention and plead that he wanted to marry me and make me happy. Creepy, right?

Anyway, it took me having to be mean for him to get it but I think it’s finally clear. So ladies, AND gents, watch out for the crazies. Theyre out there and ready to stalk you!

And Kurt, if you’re reading this, which hell I know you are, GET HELP. Despite how shitty you’ve been, i feel sorry for you and i still wish you nothing but the best and hope your life gets better. I encourage you to get some psychiatric help if not for you them at least for your son. Take care!