Meet the stalkers.

I had a little bit of a nervous breakdown last night. I’ve decided to fundamentally change the way I think. I had some stalkers last night and the number is unknown to me.

 

Where there is smoke there is fire. After my nervous breakdown which included dialogue such as, ‘I will destroy you stalkers’ I realized the situation was all too real.

 

I got the smoke signal. As I laid on the cement I smelled smoke. Something was on fire somewhere. There is a plot of land behind the strip mall where I sleep that is covered in dead grass. I identified the smell as that, burning dead grass, just like a burning field, however the smell dissipated and that’s how I got the message ‘We’re watching you.’ No. You are STALKERS.

 

I plan on taking legal action.

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