I’m being stalked by Dr. Fucking Freud

Update. The little pathological anonymous nerd who was getting on my nerves until yesterday, is no longer anonymous.

He was so sweet, trying to prove me that he knows what I’m doing at all times and when he doesn’t know, he’s trying to find out…and that he’s dangerous and I should get a restraining order…But as the Ice Queen I obviously am, I didn’t take the poor bastard too serious.

Having no life whatsover and willing to do anything to get a reaction, he finally revealed his pathetic, insignificant, loser identity: he is just this…boy [I think he's like...12]…I once had a conversation with, on messenger. The conversation was so boring, I don’t even remember what was it about. I do remember telling him my name, so that answers my “how the hell was he able to find out my name, when he only knew the few information I posted on this blog?” question.

Disappointed with the fact that the only people who are checking out his blog are his friends from “The Associated Stalking Weirdos”, he finally deleted the post where he “revealed my secret identity”   [ L-fucking-OL, you little psycho!!!] and he posted a profound, psychological diagnosis, based on the tabs he kept [anyone who's AYONE in Stalker World, must be a tab-keeper], while observing my behaviour. He’s so cute, he says I’m “a lost scared child” and that only he knows this hiden side of me, and other shit like this.

Awww…poor baby….I wonder if he’s on medication… ‘Cause if he isn’t, he should be, I’m sure he knows that. He should tell his parents to take him to a doctor.