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Originally Posted by punk'n
I am not jealous. It was quite the opposite. I was out with friends one night, and he called me out of the blue screaming that I was a slut, a filthy slut and that I better come home right now or bad things will happen. I went home and found him cleaning all of of his shit out of my apt. I told him to leave but he wouldn't. He just kept screaming at me. Finally, I tried to grab my key from his hand and he attacked me. We were outside at this point. I ran up the stairs to the back door, and he was chasing me screaming at me that he was going to kill me. I locked my back door and he just kept pounding on it. I called the cops but he was gone before they arrived. .
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Ahem.
So...
Well...
(No. I MUST. NOT. ASK.)
AGGGGHHHH!
Was this the same guy that jizzed on you and pucnhed you in the head?
Sigh. Sorry Punks. Couldnt hold it.