My now-former friend James has decided to become a stalker. Last night, I slept at
Audrey and Nick's house. I was coming home after making photos of a friend's band
- it was around 11:20 at night - and I saw him walking around my driveway, so I just
kept driving.
He was dressed like a ghost of the 80's in skinny black stretchy or
leatherette pants and a red muscle shirt with his hair pulled back in a pony tail.
I believe he's having a nervous breakdown.
I can not save him.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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