I was in a good mental place. Feeling happy and ready to move on. I went to prom alone. Had nobody to talk to, sat at the only empty table. I didn't care. I was happy. I had the balls to do that and still have fun. But you had to go and kill it. You had to step in and ruin it. You saw me smiling and enjoying my time, and so, decided to butt in and take that from me. You grasped at anything you could use to put me down. When you saw me taking prom pictures, thats when the opportunity arose for you. You waited until the area was mostly empty and I was distracted. You caught me off gaurd when you approaced me. Immidiately, you accused me.

"Can you stop taking pictures of us? I can see you pointing your phone directly at us and it's getting uncomfortable."

The audacity. At this point, I was dumbfounded. I don't exactly remember what I said, but I do remember feeling equally confused and insulted and I remember defending myself with a hint of passive agression. My heart was pounding. I had never done anything like that before. I was terrified. Of course, since I'd never been in a situation like that, I lost, meaning that I had to let you play the victim because you were unwilling to accept that maybe I didn't care enough about you enough to be an immature creep and that maybe I was taking prom pictures/video at PROM. Why are you so insistent on starting shit again and then acting like I'm the one who won't leave you alone? I thought this was done, but apparently not. I'm starting to become afraid. Am I gonna have to file a restraining order or something? MFs don't know when to drop shit and just leave me the fuck alone already. I'm sick of it. I don't have room for bullshit in my life.