Dear James

Dear James (4)

Dear James,

I've been stalking you for a long time. We never have an actual interaction, like never. I just like you for being yourself. For a very long time stalking you anywhere that I can go, I decided to send you this letter because one; I don't know your phone number, two; If I messaged you to your any social media accounts, you might know me. I'm afraid that you might know me and I really think I did a good job on being a normal stalker. I'm scared that you might laugh on me on how I am so hideous. I'm not your type, I admit. You dated a lot of girls that I'm sure that they are all pretty and stuff.

I've been dying to let you know my feelings for you but I guess it's too late? I'm sure while you're reading this you'll think of me as a psycho. I guess I am? For liking you is making me a psycho. While I'm writing this, I thought of giving up. For a little realization, I guess you'll don't like me back. I get it. I'm a psycho and I think everyone is perfect and I'm not. I'm psycho for that. I don't know?

That's it. I'm giving up after I'll write this letter. For all in all reason why I wrote this is because I like you and I'm your stalker. To give you a little hint to know me, might as well check the news after the day you read this.

Truly yours,

Psycho girl.