I wouldn't touch Stocking for all the money in the world.
I remember a conversation we had like, last week, where I got extremely pissed because she just kept going on about how she could seduce me if she tried.
And I just remember thinking, if this stout little monster kept rubbing up against me, her hair frayed and dyed obnoxiously, her stomach gorged and bloated on stuff fast food, eyes caked in eyeliner, eyebrows doused in black paint as if by a drywall roller, nose bulbous as ever, trying to act lovey or cute, what the forget would I do?
She has no personality to speak of. She has absolutely no attractive features. Her stomach, which is my favorite area of the body, has a slab of fat on it. She's tainted with three hideous tattoos that just scream tramp.
And I'm going to be seduced by this?
She kept re-adding me. Every week, she'd try to be my friend again. She'd go through hoops to talk to me after I did everything I could think of to ignore her.
http://i.imgur.com/jE8cb.pnghttp://i.imgur.com/vt9G4.pngShe's tried to get Reaper, Otis, Manty, and from outside Blockland, RawrSpoon, Csiko and Hresvelgr to talk to me to get her unblocked.
I did everything in my power to keep distance from her, but she'd beg to be unblocked. She seemed desperate to talk to me. I never understood why, but when she'd do all this and immediately act like a bitch again, it was infuriating. She was richarding around me with me endlessly and it pissed me off until all I could see is red.
All I wanted was for her to calm down and just stop pressing my buttons. I remember the first time I ever did get legitimately pissed off at her, I told her the following day something along the lines of:
"I'm really worried. I finally get you to respond and start acting cool, but it was only by being an ass. That's positive reinforcement for something really, really bad."
She trained me to be loud. She trained me to be violent. She would only really listen to me when I tagged it with something gruesome. She loved it so much, when she was trying to entice me into vore roleplay, she would have me describe in depth, for up to 2 hours at a time, what I would do to her best friend to torture her, if her friend had consumed eaten her while I was away.
All the time she would assume we were all college roommates or something. She had planned to meet me after she left her dad's place. We were going to be buddies in a year from now, and the only other person she'd bring along was a girl she had me describe torturing for her amusement. Me hurting someone because of her, in her name, just her just turned her on.
I'm sure none of you mindless, droll starfishs will believe this. Any chance to jump on me is a chance well worth taking. I can assure you guys, however, that if I ever made her upset, she had all the power in the world to walk away.
The straw that broke the camel's back was her stomach picture. After sending that to me, she told me constantly she was underwhelmed by my response. After a full year of loving around with me, she does something to get me back, but I'm already far gone. I'm already disinterested. She can't undo that, her stomach is a few months too late, and all it took was my house burning down to get it.
It was my lack of attention that set her off, not the attention I did give her. When I didn't respond to her most out-there attempt to get my attention, that's when I became the bad, ungrateful friend, and she the white knight, only trying to be my cuddle-buddy so I wouldn't feel oh-so alone.
I would never hurt Stocking or anyone else, because as far as I'm concerned, in no way is Stocking's life worth mine. She's not even worth my time.
