Stalking for Free

The gig is up.  You fuckers have been stalking me anusly heinously for eternity.  It is time for you to come up buttercup.  This little horsey is tired of people staring and laughing.  My life is not in the least bit funny, but I am SAM I AM.  Will Will beep beep beep.  You have been such a heinous anus creep.  Sexual stalking is a sin.  If you come to my door I cannot let you in.  We can revisit Starbucks nation and drink some coffee publically.  Be careful if you try to touch me.  I may start to shake and you may break.  Our "scenes" need to be private or you will blame me for the taunting and hurt me.

People are starting to break form publically and soon my master will be free.

Will, stay out of Mystic Lake Casino and hotel or you will go actively schitzophrenic.  They know who you are.  I did not tell, they cast a spell.

I thought about a new venue today, but I am going to stick to the Mall.  Latino males quit stalking native population.  They need their privacy to come to sanity about me.  Native women, let the men lead and put down the pitchforks already.  It is not cool to be cruel to me.  Domino domino.

Angels of death, come to me.  I welcome you in, they will not win.  You are strong against disease, but you need each other as a group right now.  I will not mention names.  Do not fight for hierarchy, fight for us all to be free.  You are not freaks, you are a new type of Constainteen.  This little bad speller has faith in you.  Lighten up buttercups.  Rage at enemy, do not betray longtime friends.  That is not funny anymore.  Too much is at stake.