Stalker Alert

I have a strong message of warning for you my dear readers...Never, respond to a text message you receive from a number you do not know.

A few months ago you may remember me talking about some dude who wanted to take me on a date but I couldn't decide if he was fit or not by his profile picture. The dude in question became the bane of my life and his stalking culminated last night in what can only be described as psychotic text behaviour.

The story begins when I received a random message on facebook a few months ago from this guy called Jay. He seemed alright, decided I would play ball and reply to him and ended up swapping numbers. It was right after the Andy break up incident so I was feeling in need of a new dude.

He was texting me constantly which was alright but a bit much, but I could tell he was going to be doing my head in. Then he rang me, and his accent was some sort of north Liverpool / St Helens affair and I concluded I couldn't possibly go out with him because I didn't like his voice, and what he was saying was not much better. He wanted to take me on a date in a hot air balloon. A fucking hot air balloon. I had never even met the guy, and he used the phrase "hot air balloon". It just seemed like he was trying far too hard and was a bit desperate. I felt a bit sorry for him but decided I would not be going on the date and he certainly wouldnt be getting me above sea level. As I had never met the guy before I didn't think it was necessary to have a break up conversation, I thought I would just phase him out, start swerving his texts and only replying one word answers, you know, the usual. Unfortunately this only seemed to encourage him further. He earned his nickname "7 texts" after one afternoon when he sent me 7 text messages throughout the day and I had not replied to a single one of them. He was saying how I seemed distant and things had changed and did I not want to go out with him anymore. It was at this point that I said to him "look mate, we have never even met, you text me constantly all the time, it is unacceptable. You have just sent me 7 texts and I haven't replied to any of them."

He text me again a few times saying he was sorry and he hoped he hadn't ruined things. What things?!!! I have never met you!! Ignored his texts from this point on. Over the next few months I got at least 5 texts off Jay saying "new number". I never saved any of them. I am unsure if he was changing his number all this time, or he was just sending me the same number over and over again. He also sent me a message on facebook the other week asking me what the best price for a return ticket to London was. He must have seen on facebook that I was travelling there regularly. I ignored this too.

Last night my phone went. I was asleep and it woke me up. There was a message from a number I didn't know. I didn't even click that it might be this guy, but it fucking was. What followed was absolutely demented:

Stalker Jay: Hey hows u??
Me: Whos this??
Stalker Jay: Jay this is my new number
Me: *silence*
Stalker Jay: Fuck u hard, wud cum many times, why not
Me: GO AWAY
Stalker Jay: Who's this??

I was fucking annoyed, I was all disorientated from being woken up and I was pissed off it was because of this little wierdo sending me shit like this. I decided I would publically tell him to do one. He was still friends with me on facebook so I changed my status to:

"Oh my god I'm fuming! Was just nodding off when I receive a text off a number I do not know saying "hey u ok?". I ask who it is and its some fucking wierdo who I have been swerving since april! I do not want to go out with you, yes I am ignoring you, go on the trainline if you wish to find out ticket prices to london, and no I do not wish you to "fuck me hard, make me cum many many times why not" WHY NOT?!!! Because you are a fucking FREAK! You know who you are! Delete my number!! Fuck Off! Never contact me again!"

I also uploaded a screen shot of the text. I felt satisfied, switched my phone off and went back to sleep.

This morning I awoke to what can only be described as a full on pyschotic text breakdown. It went like this:

Stalker Jay: Tom this is last warning lad, or am comin down!
Stalker Jay: This jen, put you into dog food fat cow, if you ring tom again, slut
Stalker Jay: Stop ringing me, this jen, u know who i am , will burn u down bitch
Stalker Jay: Don't know who the fuck u are, but give me any crap an wil fuck u up, u dickhead, am from preston, come down, knobhead, fat twat
Stalker Jay: Listen am comin down chop u up
Stalker Jay: Soz wrong number, don't know who u r, was for my gf lol
Stalker Jay: Stop textin me or come down, fuck u up dickhead
Stalker Jay: Will u stop textin me tosser, or will come down an pop you fat dickhead

I am not sure what to say people!! What the actual Fuck?!!! Who is Jen and Tom?!!! I checked and noticed that he has blocked me on facebook, so I can only assume he saw my status and had some sort of adverse reaction to it resulting in a schizophrenic out burst of multiple personalitys all arguing with each other over text?!!!

I have decided that as much as I would love to reply, its probably best not to encourage Jay/Jen/Tom into further conversation. Definately not going out with him now

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@singlegalabto xxx