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I had a really bizarre and frightening experience when I traveled to the UK in Europe. Of course I ran into some Polish people who kept stalking and pestering me and wouldnât leave me alone.
For some odd reason these Polish people acted like they owned the place and acted like I was the problem, and not them. (As if only Polish people could be there, and no one else.)
I was minding my own business one day and these Polish people came up to me and started talking to me out of the blue. I wasnât even talking to these people and chose to ignore them, but they kept pestering and following me around and threatening me. For some odd reason they accused me of stalking them instead, and said they didnât care about me. (Funny, because I was just about to say the same thing to them. Iâm the one telling you Polish people to fuck off, dipshit.)
Being possessive/controlling, Profiling people/keeping people under surveillance, Etc. is against the law. Donât you Polish people have the common sense to know that this is called impersonating a cop and stalking people, and that it actually is illegal?
So is Loitering. (walking around England jobless and on welfare, doing nothing.)
Weirdo Polish stalkers. (WTF, I donât even know who they are, or why theyâre even saying this to me? â¦. Lol.)
It was a really awkward and creepy experience. Bizarre. These Polish people wouldnât mind their own business, and didnât seem to understand that maybe I was scared of them. (They are lucky I didnât report them for harassment/stalking and impersonating a cop.)
I was in fear when these people kept obsessing over me and wouldnât leave me alone. And It was almost like they would accuse me of doing what they were doing to me. (Almost like they are delusional and are projecting their own traits back onto me.) How bizarre. They are lucky I didnât report them to British police and charge them for harassment.
I guess they are confused or something, but somebody has to let the Polish people know that impersonating law enforcement is illegal. They should mind their own business and keep their bullshit to themselves.
These Polish people started talking to me out of the blue and I was like, âWhy are they saying this to me?! WTF, I donât even know them and wasnât talking to them. How bizarre.â
Polish stalkers, You canât tell me what to do. Youâre not a tour guide or a Police officer, and youâre not entitled to shit. Fuck off you weirdo.
(UD Jews, I meant for you guys to see this.)
I didnât like those Polish people, they were not like other people?
When I traveled to Europe I had a very unpleasant experience with a few Polish stalkers. They kept acting like they were entitled and like they owned the place. And kept following me around and wouldnât leave me alone. They almost seemed to be jealous of me.
I guess they might be confused or something. But somebody inform the Polish people that impersonating authority and stalking people is against the law. I was very bewildered and in fear when they kept obsessing over me. These people wouldnât leave me alone.
I found it very annoying and these Polish people were getting on my nerves and getting in my way, and wouldnât leave me the fuck alone.
They were the most annoying people ever, I swear.
(UD Jews, meant this for you guys to read.)
Has anyone else had a few Polish stalkers?
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I find you in the morning
After dreams of distant signs
You pour yourself over me
Like the sun through the blinds
You lift me up
And get me out
Keep me walking
But never shout
Hold the secret close
I hear you say
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
It spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higher
To follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do mean
Move the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what seems out of place
On and on it goes
Calling like a distant wind
Through the zero hour we'll walk
We'll cut the thick and break the thin
No sound to break no moment clear
When all the doubts are crystal clear
Crashing hard into the secret wind
You know the way
It twists and turns
Changing color
Spinning yarns
You know the way
It leaves you dry
It cuts you up
And takes you high
You know the way
It's painted gold
Is it honey
Is it gold
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, la la la la la la la la
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
It spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higher
To follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do mean
Move the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what
Seems out of place
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
It's o.k.
It goes this way
The line is thin
It twists away
Cuts you up
And spits you out
Keeps you walking
But never shout
Oh
Oh
Some people suppress you
They partch you and reap a disaster
Reeducation for the infants
Who demanded for an innocent instance
The great commandment shows the contempt
Between the world and their embarrassing pavement
Believe the scholars, read the readings
Realize the man who says anything
The great commandment
The needies believe you
They treat you
Like survivor of a disaster
Reeducation for the infants
Who demanded for an innocent instance
The great commandment shows the contempt
Between the world and their embarrassing pavement
Believe the scholars, read the readings
Realize the man who says anything
The great commandment shows the contempt
Between the world and their embarrassing pavement
Believe the scholars, read the readings
Realize the man who says anything
The great commandment
I liked
Having hurt
So send the pain below
Where I need it
You used to beg me
To take
Care of things
And smile at the thoughts
Of me failing
But long before
Having hurt
I'll send the pain below
I'll send the pain below
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
You used to run me away
All while laughing
Then cry about that fact
'Til my returns
But long before
Having hurt
I'll send the pain below
I'll send the pain below
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest)
Anymore
Drop down
'Cause I'm in
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest)
Drop down
I liked
Having hurt
So send the pain below
So send the pain below (much like suffocating) (I liked)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating) (having hurt)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating)
So send the pain below
Are teenage dreams so hard to beat?
Everytime she walks down the street
Another girl in the neighbourhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good
I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night
I'm gonna call her on the telephone
Have her over 'cause I'm all alone
I need excitement oh I need it bad
And it's the best, I've ever had
I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night, all right
Are teenage dreams so hard to beat?
Everytime she walks down the street
Another girl in the neighbourhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good
I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night
I'm gonna call her on the telephone
Have her over 'cause I'm all alone
I need excitement oh I need it bad
And it's the best, I've ever had
I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night, all right
I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night, all right
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like a lettuce
Go on and dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving
I'm thirty-something
Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree
You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two
It's a midlife crisis
It's a midlife crisis
What an inheritance
The salt and the Kleenex
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back
A little discipline
A donor by habit
A little discipline
Rent an opinion
Sense of security
Holding blunt instrument
Midlife crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee
You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
(Yeah)
It's a midlife crisis
It's a midlife crisis
You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck) (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck) (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
Midlife Crisis