The parking lot incident does sound a bit like me though, I can be obsessed with someone and still ignore them at the same time, and for many reasons, likely would.
The profoundly poor facial and overall abilities of recognition doesn't seem to add up though. I haven't seen her for years and I don't believe I would have any problem with that, so I'd say if you were uncertain as to whether or not it was her, then it probably wasn't, and it does make perfect sense that it wasn't.
Although, the fact that she didn't post for a few months after that does thicken the plot, and those would be the exact kind of clues I'd be looking for. That almost seems too big to be just a coincidence, but I suppose it still could be.
And didn't she have the same avatar for years, and then at the very end she started changing it a lot. I believe the last one was the red devil suit holding the Satanic Bible.
Quote from Cornelius CoburnThe parking lot incident
That was such bullshit. It took me s second to realize who it looked like too. Wasn't at all expecting it. She was fairly "object impermanent" at that point.
Actually thought to myself, "Hey I think I just saw an Alison doppelganger trying to prompt a reaction (fucking with me) on my birthday".
I swear something like, "I came here for you!" was yelled as I drove away pissed I was fucked with again.
That's a long way to go. Just to insert a person into someone's life like that. Before she was just the lying bitch online pretending to be my friend.
So if her likeness can show up in a parking lot she can show up in this thread. Like as the account that came here posting all her shit a few months ago..A fanbitch works too.
Could even use a surrogate batshit accuser for this accusation:
Anna could do it. Let's pretend this is 5th grade.
Anna, go post on Alison's Facebook for me (or anyone sick of this shit),
Dog Machine says,
I want to know why you never explained all that fucking shit you tried to or helped pull in my life. You were up to fucking something. And then an incident on my birthday with your doppelganger. Coincidentally, your behavior towards me changed when you started posting again a few months later.
Did you really fly to California to stalk me to a parking lot? Or way more likely, do you know why there was someone pretending to be you and making a cameo all those years ago? It coincides with a bunch of angering shit I dealt with and want explained. I don't accept, "You got pwned" as the only answer you ever give me. Need to know the who, and why as well. What were you all on about? Answer that and I can stop giving a shit about what you know.
Someone must suck L. Ron Hubbard's cock, because they are the only group with a recognized and proven track record of pulling this type of real life stalking shit.
And all I'll get is something like: "I get this all the time". Too bad. So sad. Could at least throw the dog a bone.
Women are like that though, and I do the same thing myself, and in my experience I am more guilty than them. I will build a strong online connection, and then just throw it all away, like nothing.
It's not the kill, it's the thrill of the chase...
I suspect it's in the same ballpark as that chemical gratification you've talked about before. There is a chemically satisfying building up process; conversely and complimentarily a tearing down destructive process that finalizes the chemical endeavor, as most often there is no physical interaction, but only chemistry at a distance.
So now Chemistry by Suspiria is screaming at me, fuck it, why not.
Quote from Cornelius CoburnAnd didn't she have the same avatar for years, and then at the very end she started changing it a lot. I believe the last one was the red devil suit holding the Satanic Bible.
Actually, she did change her avatar earlier a few times. But that was a long time before you appeared. I don't recall her being absent for three months around 2015. In the end yes but the Club was in the decline then and a few users left butthurt over Xear's politics. Stagnation and boredom did the rest.
The guy is obviously trolling. I don't know what the fucking point is... if, of course, there is any point in this. One thing is certain. Talking shit behind people's backs is pathetic. Cowardly even.
Mind, she doesn't talk shit about Canis on Facebook or on YouTube or any other person here. Canis, on the other hand, is going on about her quite frequently. There was one direct confrontation on 600, which devolved into lunacy but that was all. I somehow didn't notice any other instances of Canis standing up to SIN and defying her even in some crazy manner. He's just talking bullshit here knowing she won't be able to answer him. It's just lame, in my opinion.
I couldn't even say shit to Zach in PM's without somebody calling out that I cared more about my tag and self than "friends" and it went from there. I would think that's like auto-default "you can fuck with this dude" mode. And my blog analytics pretty much confirmed that. I believe I was told they all wanted me to kill myself. Had to play along with that.
That's how I read it anyway.
And if someone can send that through the grapevine and confront me about that, then the same people can come direct about this. All of them are likely people that if they came to confront me for shit I talk, could then answer my questions. Or I could least ask my questions about what the fuck they were on about.
Really don't care who I get either. They all said some comment to me I can focus on. And i gotta have it as much on my terms as possible.
Plus it's against my code of honor to look at the Facebook for the same reason she can't look at this site. Think that's fair enough.
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I couldn't even say shit to Zach in PM's without somebody calling out that I cared more about my tag and self than "friends" and it went from there. I would think that's like auto-default "you can fuck with this dude" mode. And my blog analytics pretty much confirmed that. I believe I was told they all wanted me to kill myself. Had to play along with that.
If someone cares enough, they'll show up and I'll get some confrontation, not get my answer (just have to answer to shit i talked) and maybe even killed!
I can't really fight a bullet or 4 lead pipes. And we will see how badass I am when I am not expecting it. In that moment theres no time to get ready to be violent. Far easier when you're looking for it. Not so much when you're stoned walking home from the store.
Really shows who's fight or flight.
But it would still probably be the closure I need to drop it.
But I'm also the type of person TO LITERALLY bash my head against brick walls to strengthen my skull. So it might take a little more. maybe a bat. You sorta get addicted to the blunt force trauma.
Otherwise, I'm not to worried about the random bad luck. I incur enough of that without any of your help..
Still I think you were extremely cuntish not to invite Ms Jones in for coffee after she travelled so many miles to see you.
It was also a missed opportunity. I mean... What's the better way to have your questions answered than during relaxed face to face conversation over a cup of coffee or glass of wine?
Ha. Yeah, it is stupid for everyone but me. And I really don't think we're equal stupidity. I'm at least a little smarter with Sudoku and shit. Definitely equal socially. And probably tact. Most certainly getting answers about my entire gaslighting experience.
I really can't see me taking healthy advice on this one. Or trying a different route. Or getting a different outcome.
I really wanted a better answer out of her than, "You got pwned. Get over it." Almost direct questioning failed. (But not as direct as I should have been)
No one has to answer if I get over it either. Catch-22.
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Still I think you were extremely cuntish not to invite Ms Jones in for coffee after she travelled so many miles to see you.
It was also a missed opportunity. I mean... What's the better way to have your questions answered than during relaxed face to face conversation over a cup of coffee or glass of wine?
That sounds just terrible. Except the answer part.
And what happen to the Crimson bed?
You know I've heard there's a curse my dick would be useless in such a situation. More than It already is even. It would retract inward and turn itself into a vagina. Then "That's never happened before" and tears.
This girl I once dated in high school stole this pagan chicks boyfriend before I dated her and put a 5 year curse on her. Apparently from that point on she could never have a relationship go beyond 5 years. This also applied to anyone she fucked.
The longest relationship I ever had started and ended exactly 5 years to the day. A single day I retired from importance to me. And all I needed was the subliminal trigger to sabotage it deliberately at 5 years. Or coincidence.
Still I don't think I can overcome Alison's subliminal flacid-dick pussy trigger.
And, Okay, let's cut all the shit I'm sidestepping and I will stop annoying people with it. And I'll go ahead and look completely crazy. And ask the ultimate question I want.
There is a fucking reason I can't come direct. IT SOUNDS FUCKING CRAZY.
Play along and consider the following accurate paraphrased statement someone obvious once said:
"The job was hell to go through to get. They made me try to give in. It was torture. And when I gave in they told me I didn't even have to."
What the fuck did I fuck up on, that the above paraphrased person did not?
You can paint that in whatever mundane fucking disinformation context you want but you can't pull the fucking veil over my eyes and tell me I don't know EXACTLY what kind of fucking job that is. There is only ONE type of job on declassified record requiring that type of "orientation". And when one talks about a job that allows you to be Satan you think, "Well, what job would that be?" Certainly having nothing to do with posting on the internet. Or when that someone wrote a blog about people not being able to pull the veil over your eyes that sounds oh so familiar.
So, where'd I fuck up?
Or, better yet, why did someone try to make think I was being trained for some classified spy shit and do things in real life to validate it like they did?
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Now.
I wan't you to play though me asking that to Alison on her facebook.
