Five Hundred & Eighty Five
Theme: Cunt.
Remember that hairy rapist bare I've talked about every now and again? Yeah, he still likes me. It would be a bloody understatement if I said how many time's I told him I'm a lesbian. I've told him literately every time we spoke. We organised to go out together *as friend's to catch a movie*. We fully organised the time's ect tonight, and he thought it was a date. I informed him AGAIN *just to be mega clear* that we're just friend's. He went postal. Then he started asking for sex, saying that 'cos we're friend's it's okay. I refused. Now he want's me to stay away from the gym. I don't know what to do. Especially if he turn's it round on me that I've been harassing him (and I haven't).
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