I don't like stalkery, overly intimate stuff from people I hardly know. Every once in a while there's a wide line between the two. But often it's pretty clear cut. If you jack off in my bathroom and leave the door cracked open so I'll see you while I am in the room trying to tidy up and we are not dating (AND you are married to one of my roommate's friends), that's creepy. If you are someone else entirely and you show up at a bar knowing I'll be there and then try to defend my honor before actually ever having met me or talked to me... probably not cool.
I know I seem pretty open and available on paper, but I have a big old bubble seperating me from everyone else when it comes to emotional personal space. I try to keep an open mind, but big red flags make me say, "that's a no go."
1:33 a.m. - 2007-04-26
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