Pichurs Of The Biggist Sharsin Thewhould

Hello! This is Lin or some of you may know me as Caitlin! This is for posterity.

I will not use last names just in case...and for legal purposes and for the integrity, or what is left, of the accused.

I just don't get males and that makes sense, but I would like to know why they do crazy things...most of the time.  Can anyone answer me this?  Why would I be generally ignored by the opposite sex to only have an onslaught of complete wackos that are brought into my life to make me feel either scared, furious, or self-loathing?  The summer before ninth grade I was seriously stalked by a man named Chris that began with annoying devotion of the \ra while, pero Asked A Few selected people (Bad-Zach got a note too) for Their phone-numbers and myspace. Well, I Did not Have a Myspace, so I Decided to Give him my Livejournal username and I Gave him my cell number ... big mistake. **** I Must Say That I am shy when it comes to These Matters and I Thought That I Would Be confident and so my stuff Give Him That Could I talk to me Because I was nice ... a little weird, but nice **** Well, I did call me ... a lot! I mean seven calls in one hour and I never Picked Up Because I Was Sleeping. All the Were incomprehensible voice messages except for a FEW Said That He Was picking me up for a movie and That I Should Meet him at the cinema ated '. The bastard! Then it gets Complicated Because He Does not Really Say Anything That Is Thoroughly offensive. Like I Said, I use historical words. He Says That He Gave me a compliment and I do not understand how to deal with historical and Advances That I should be "grateful That He Noticed Me." Then, I voice my Complaints Because again, I Said That I Was anxious because i, in FACT loved him! Dude, it is weird how I Things turns around ... you just do not understand. I lay me a pair of underpants .... a thong for christmas ..... It Was embarrassing ...

But It Does not end here! Derek eat to my house ... on a half-day Because I Knew I had it off and my parents don't come home until 3.  So, he comes over and pretty much gets into my door with brunt force and tries to get me to calm down when he entered my house uninvited.  So I try to push him out and he throws me to a wall and rakes his nails across my side, leaving these weird scratches that I showed a few people.  (I'm sorry Mel for not showing you!  I only saw you in the morning on those days).  Kelly saw them and Suzanne.  Well, I got him out of my house when he saw the blood and he apologized as he left.  I told my parents and they flipped and we got a restraining order that, well, the police here&n