The Diary of a Stalker
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Last published Thu, Jun 9, 2016
Dear Diary, I met the most amazing girl. Well, I didn't really meet her, but I saw her. She's beautiful, and she lives right across my street! I want to watch her, see what she does, what she likes. I want to know EVERYTHING about her.
EVERYTHING.
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