I still don't get it, I don't even actually know this guy who's doing all of this.

I don't even know this guy who's stalking me! I know his name and identity, but we dint know each other enough for this kind of extreme and creepy behavior. ESPECIALLY since it started YEARS AND YEARS before we ever "dated"

We sat in one class together through part of the 8th grade. 


And then he lied about his name and pretended to be someone completely different while we dated for only 9 months. 

The fact that he thinks they're is some kind of strong connection and that he has a right to do all this, it's really effed up, creepy, and just disgusting. 

He needs to get a life and leave me alone. No means No Ely, no means NO.

I mean, I think he mighteven tell people I'm his wife. How gross is that that this man who is practically a stranger to me is doing all of this?

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