You know, certain things are locked for a reason (ie. Facebook, Twitter). If you’re trusted by me to have access to certain information and my private life - you’re expected to just be a nice, sincere person who’s simply a friend of mine. NOT poisoning my life with ruthless and untrue gossip, leading other’s to judge me for who I am not. 

The scariest of such people I’ve encountered are actually the quiet and seemingly nicer ones - who seemed to have shocked me with uncharacteristic behavior. It is no wonder they say the quiet ones are the freakiest. 

It appears stalking and making other people’s businesses their own voluntarily is the new free time. Puzzle solved.

Prudish, nosey stalker: “OH MY GAD a lesbian kissed her on the cheek, she’s lesbian now!!!”

Climb out of your cave, make some coffee with your stupid granny panties and suck a cock.