Hey Lady Lu…
If you were to ask me right now, in this place and time, who it is that’s watching, following, and hopefully walking behind me, I think I would have to agree with well… myself that it is only paranoia. This will be today’s lesson but the thing is I’m not really; I suppose when it comes to my fans, money, fame, and glory but nothing as sweet as death like today’s victim “Ada Wong” and yet I always feel like “Somebody’s Watching Me”.Over the past few days I’ve been gaining a few… let’s call them likes, because I don’t think their fans of my work but honestly why would they be? Luna I am just one in the millions maybe the billions following in a long line straight to Hell, although you would think I’m all alone. I did use the word “hopefully” didn’t I, that’s only because I want to believe that someone will see pass all the porn and see something more; isn’t that something I want them to see me and yet I get so scared of what they will see and then I hope I’m crazy.
Let’s take a look at Ada here, you see what’s behind her; can you imagine what that skeleton wants to do to her, to the person that she is, hell if you’re lucky I might show you the pictures someday. Best case scenario is she’s going to die; do you know how often I wish for death, anyway rather than pull a figure out my butt, they say a lot of people don’t really want to die, “I Don’t Wanna Die” but chances are I will commit suicide, thanks to The Abomination. Worse is what I know that skeleton wants to do to her, violated, corrupted, and raped, seems weird considering this is Ada I mean how much more corrupt can the slut get Luna.
So is this all in my imagination, no doubt about that Lady Lu but I want someone to be behind me, even if it was death it would be better than being all alone. Who’s following me though; people but the question is what kind of people, what do those people plan to do, what are these people really seeing?
It’s one thing to run when no one is chasing you or when you’re not the target; not life or death but the question is who are you if you’re not being chased lovely Lu. I have always figured I want to be chased and now that the chase is on it pays for the prey to know the predators.
For the longest time I have been nothing and no one; do you know what it’s like to know that no one gives a damn if you live or die, I have Braxton and while I love my little dog it hasn’t stopped me from popping pills. Back in school I was a joke and a victim; let me state for the record I hate all this anti-bullying propaganda; where the hell was everybody when I was getting my ass kicked in school daily and now I’m expected to care about some gay kid’s suicide, I having nothing against gay people I just wish someone had paid me the same amount of consideration. See Luna this is going to be people following me, a dead thing, this pusher man pervert, and this hatred that I have; who in the world would follow this?
Over the past week or so I have been reaching out to the people around me, trying to cover up my porn present but trust me when I say they see anything but. What about the lawman, sooner or later I’m going to be done; at the very least I will be kicked off of Facebook but all or nothing right… trying to be somebody. Finally there are those likes I was talking about, I know two pretty well and the rest I know nothing about; as long as their reading right Luna but I doubt they are.
So what have I learned today… that trouble is coming but trouble always comes; so far though things are going great, considering a few comments here or there. As for my final thought, wait till they get a load of me but who likes this shit, Just Because I’m Paranoid…
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