LOLITA is back (she didn't really leave).
I knew she was young, impressionable, and a little nuts. But I still made out with her. A bunch of times. She's pretty and she constantly tells me how amazing I am. It's a slippery slope?
But when LOLITA gave me a friendship bracelet (the homemade kind, with string, that children give to their friends), I should have walked away. When she casually mentioned "our wedding" the fifth time, I should have called it off. Instead, I gently told her that she was being a bit overbearing. But as usual, if I didn't call/text right back, she got upset. Lesson #192: You can never ignore a crazy person.
The texts/instant messages/phonecalls/emails got out of control, and I reminded myself that if a man behaved this way, I wouldn't be so gentile about it. So I told her off. I said she was needy and pushy, and that she needed to learn about boundaries.
LOLITA gave me a curt "I've never felt like such an asshole. You won't be hearing from me anymore."
A whole hour later, she texted:
i will not B ignored
