It was hard knowing I knew them and they didn’t know me

[Vermilioncore]

Back in high school I made a fake profile named “Jamie” on Facebook. With that profile, I added a bunch of people from my school. Some girls were fond of Jamie and would respond and message me on that account. Sometimes I’d be happy, but then the reality set in that I’m not the one they want to talk to — it’s the fake profile they like. So I made friends with some of them for 5 years. Got girls numbers and everything.

Then in person I’d see them at school and be tempted to say hi, but they walked right passed me as I realized they don’t know me.

It was proof that I was desirable, but my face and appearance wasn’t. They had no problem with Jamie’s personality and the way I spoke on that account — they even said he was charming. Little did they know that an ugly monster was the one behind the account.

@LancasteR @manletmachinestream @The Grinch

 

[Carbine]

First thread of yours I've assumed to be tales

 

[Vermilioncore]

First thread of yours I've assumed to be tales

It’s a true story. I lived through the eyes of Jamie until I decided to suffocate him in his sleep.