Escape

Escape.

It seems that you prowl at me at every single thing I do. You have to make a tumblr and follow me on that, the sense of privacy is gone. I can't blog, I can't do my own thing. I'm on a death grip by some crazed ex girlfriend. Seriously, that came out strong, but what can I say? I'm trying to get along and rebuild a friendship, but what you are doing are just despicable. Get off my ass please?

Your actions makes me want to delete every single thing I have just to get you off my case. I feel so vulnerable. Everything I do, you are right behind me. Where is the space and air I used to have? Gone.