My Neighbor

This is my neighbor, Christina. And as I write this, she is just feet away from me, stomping away. Every day I wake up I thank god for that wall that separates us. The day I met her she used the term "Right on" along with the metal rock on devil horns hand gesture that you see people use during concerts in movies and the hang loose gesture, that all surfers in the 90s used.


According to my friend, he went to high school with her, "Crazy Christy". She did stuff like try to cut her own hair, talk to herself and fuck bunches of dudes at parties. So after hearing all this you can imagine how thrilled I was when she found me on Facebook the night she moved in.


After our encounter when she was being shown the apartments, I reluctantly added her and investigated her info.



What the fuck, right off the bat, fear was struck into my heart that some crazy chick with a wart filled vag had just moved next to me. To top it off, she thinks shes some gad damn Peecaso. And yeah, I did check the site. Its still not up yet.

I continue on and look at her "Likes" and finally decide that yes, bitch be crazy.


I can not imagine anyone being of sane mind, body and soul that would only have those 2 likes. Philosopher my ass.

I continued to be a snoop and read her past entries. What I find horrified me like the thought of America ever becoming #2.



The onslaught on my mind continues as I read entries filled with the scent of desperation and attention whoring. Then there is oddly enough, the aftertaste of religion.



Fuck it. It was time to wanna start stabbing my eyes out instead of my brain. I look into her "photography" and see what this aspiring artist has shot. I ain't no fancy city man, but mah blind dog could take better shots, an he aint gawt no arms.





Days after, I was blindsided by an upload simply known as "nudes".



I really don't know how much more I can take of her. She is constantly banging and stomping around. She has 2 entrances, one in the front and one in the back that also goes to my room, and she goes out of her way to use the back staircase. Ive heard her singing "Spirit in the Sky" and chuckling to herself every few seconds. Shes knocked on my door and immediately retreated back into her room. I fear for my life.

She wrote this after we became friends. Coincidence?

I know shes watching...

Oh yeah did I mention the other 2 people who live in the building are convicted old Pedos who did stuff with 13 year olds? Yeaaaaah.