Reformatted for YOUR entertainment!
Krystal: fuck off psycho and leave me alone already. I’ve reported your wordpress blog so it’ll be shut down within a few days. If this doesn’t stop then I AM going to the police. I am doing nothing wrong so why don’t you get off your mothers computer and get a fucking life? You are PSYCHOTIC.
Nicole: Hahaha. What police? The Internet Police? Just curious.
Krystal: It’s pretty pathetic that you find your mental disorder amusing. You don’t realize that I may have found your antics amusing in the past but I have now grown sick of it… way past sick of it to be honest and it is being dealt with. Good luck with that.
Nicole: I smell fear.
Krystal: On your end? Likely. Why would I fear you? Besides the fact that you are fucking crazy and obsessed with me. I am not doing anything wrong. Get a life.
Nicole: You seem kind of defensive. You clearly have a lot to hide. And also, dude… you are TOTALLY copying Sara Mangus. Please.
Krystal: How am I copying her and why would I want to? Because we have the same layout? As previously noted by my friend, my layout was up before hers. And it was made by ~africa and is being used by COUNTLESS other people on here. Nobody wants to be Sara Mangus so get the fuck over yourself. I have nothing to hide. I just want to be left the fuck alone. You have severe mental problems.
Nicole: So… why is your account name “demence” and hers is “dementia?” Is “demence” even a word?
Krystal: Maybe because my friend and I find it fucking amusing how much of a psycho she is and follows me around online? Kind of like you. This journal is closed. Good luck trying to find me nutcase.
Nicole: Hahahaha that makes no sense!
Krystal: It makes perfect sense to someone who doesn’t suffer from delusions like you do.
Nicole: Really? Explain again why you chose the word “demence” for your journal? You told me you weren’t copying Sara Mangus… and then… you said you WERE because you and a “friend” thought it would be funny. I mean, if you could clarify this, I’d totally understand and let you off the hook, man. It’s just that… you’re so stupid!
Krystal: I’m not copying her. She’s an ugly rat and no one is interested in her besides making fun of her nasty tits, hideous face, and pathetic life. You’re a freak of nature and an incredibly unintelligent one at that. See ya.
Nicole: Denial isn’t exactly logic. Do you know what logic is? Can you use it in a coherent sentence? Can you logically explain why you are the way you are?
Krystal?
Can you?
Come on. You can do it. Did you go to high school?
Krystal: http://sara_mangus.insanejournal.com Bye.
Nicole: Hahahahah what is this? Your new hate site? You practically just CONFESSED to me that you are crazy! Bye bye!
Krystal: This coming from someone who has 3 journals dedicated to me? Moron.
Also, I do not run the site. ~pwnyew does. Nice try though.
Bye psycho.
Nicole: Are you planning on having the last word by any chance?
Because I’m not gonna let it happen!
P.S. ~pwnyew is you.
hahahahaha.
Krystal: Nope I’m not. Although you’re providing a lot of entertainment for my roommate and I. Actually ~pwnyew is Megan and she lives in Vancouver. Keep trying. Epic failure you are.
Nicole: I don’t think your mother appreciates the fact that you are referring to her as your “roommate.”
Krystal: I wish I still lived with my mother (like you). Then I wouldn’t be so broke. Moron.
Nicole: You know, there are these things called “jobs” that give people not only this great thing called “income” but also a purpose in life. Maybe you could learn a valuable skill like burger flipping! Come on, Krystal. You have to find SOME purpose.
Krystal: I have a job. Unfortunately having to pay rent, school, utilities, debt, etc… causes me to be broke by the end of the month.
You’re so clueless it hurts.
Nicole: Aw I’m sorry Krystal! Don’t cry! Just marry rich! I’m sure you could find a husband. I think you’d have a better chance if you sold yourself online as a mail-order bride.
In the meantime, just keep whoring yourself on the street corner and eventually you’ll pay off all that debt you racked up on your mom’s credit card!
Krystal: Ok. You have issues. A life. Get one.
GUYS I MADE HER DELETE HER JOURNAL! ALL BY MYSELF!
I’m so proud!
This concludes our announcement for today. Any updates on Krystal’s current location will be preferred. I’m driving up to Canada first thing tomorrow morning with a BB gun and some diapers, Lisa Nowak style.
Check it out! Yours truly just recieved a kind message from Krystal herself!
From: ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} demence(polly jean.) |
Subject: Fuck off psycho | Date: Sat, Aug 22 2009 03:43:53 AM |
| Message: and leave me alone already. I’ve reported your wordpress blog so it’ll be shut down within a few days. If this doesn’t stop then I AM going to the police. I am doing nothing wrong so why don’t you get off your mothers computer and get a fucking life? You are PSYCHOTIC. WordPress blog? What wordpress blog? I don’t know what you’re talking about. |
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Filed under: Dull
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ADD ME! ADD ME! ADD ME! ADD ME!
I’m so excited. All my favorite buddies are there.
Don’t worry, I won’t be abandoning this blog! In fact, my goal is to have over 100 different blogs hosted by various blog hosting sites, all with duplicate entries. Eventually I will take over the Internet in this way.
Filed under: Dull, J'ACCUSE, Shgjbks | Tags: Krystal, krystole, dramatica, ED, psychosis
Interesting things have been happening on the Krystal front. She hasn’t yet reverted to her old habits of Internet terrorism, but nonetheless, she is still alive and kickin’! No worries, friends.
If you haven’t already discovered this journalistic farce, allow me to introduce you to it. It is a fantastic piece of blogging material. The amazing thing about this journal: One has to keep in mind that, in order to experience it to its full potential, it needs to be refreshed approximately twice an hour. Only then does one have the privelege of being introduced to Krystal’s mysterious life! The fleeting blog entries are only made public for about 5 minutes or so at a time. This is made specifically for the purpose of allowing obsessive stalkers such as me to have endless fun! Alas, I have been revealed. Oh, Krystal, you have exposed me.
Regardless of my personal life and whether or not I am unemployed, living in my parent’s basement and dangerously mentally unstable (Protip: I am), I’m here to tell you about Krystal’s wonderful exploits. One ephemeral post on her website mentioned a recent tornado disaster near her home! The photos of the tornado (VERY impressive Krystal, your photojournalistic talents are abundant) that were linked on the page were mysteriously sourced from Tumblr, which leads me to think that, somewhere out there, Krystal has hidden a Tumblr goldmine for me and my psychopathic cohorts to find. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking.
Anyway, what really confuses me is this: Okay, Krystal. You made a post about a recent tornado disaster in Ontario. That’s cool. But then… why did you delete it? Please enlighten me. I don’t see anything personal about this tornado. There’s no use hiding it, Krystal, because it’s all over the news anyway. Don’t bother deleting posts about things that people already know.
News Item #2: Krystal has been “squirrelized:”
Guess who's the rodent? Ha! Ha!
The picture’s great. Krystal, you’re gorgeous darling, and I love your voluminous hair. But I think the point of being “squirrelized,” if I have the meme correctly, is to be photographically interrupted by the squirrel. It kind of looks like you are just posing with it. The squirrel’s expression appears to say, “What the fuck am I doing here? I quit this bitch.”
Well guys, I guess I’m going to have to say, bye for now! I’m expecting a lawsuit sometime soon. That’s going to add loads of fun to my humdrum life!
=NICOLE OUT=
Filed under: Hot Damn
Yeah so I guess my prayers have been answered! That’s the good news, anyway. The bad news is that Krystal thinks she is PJ Harvey. This is a terrible case of mistaken identity. It left me in tears.
Being a devout follower of Encyclopedia Dramatica, I often find myself wondering, how do the writers of this article manage to find our favorite basket case every single time she relocates to a different webspace? I’m dying to know.
Filed under: Uncategorized
Krystal, come back to me. I’m so bored I could vomit. And by “bored” I mean “drunk.” Does anybody know where that girl is? We’ve been separated so long.
Filed under: Dull
Gosh, I haven’t blogged in months! I have good news. As of about a month ago, I am now a lawyer.
Yep, that’s what I’ve been up to! I’ve traveled to several different prestigious law schools around the world.
I found myself spending a lot of time in the Middle East (yes, that one) and have been taught by the most noble and ancient of law teachers.
I guess you could say I’m very cultured about law, because it’s true; for example, I now know how to behead Americans, over public broadcasts, in a professional environment. In fact, it was my final exam. Law is great.
Anyway, this is why I can relate to my girl Krystal for following her dreams and going for the medical / hair design career she’s always wanted!
We have a lot in common, Krystal and I, as we are both extremely adventurous, feisty and independent ladies.
Personally, I’m convinced there’s a special place in the hair plug industry waiting to be filled by Krystal and her revolutionary talent. Deep down, I knew scalp surgery would always be her thing.
Krystal, may God bless you on your travels through the mysterious world of artificial enhancement. I’m sure you are familiar with it by now, so cheers to you!
All that aside, I am pleased that my favorite globe trotter is back with updates on
1. her hair color
2. Canadian weather and
3. pictures of the side of her face.
You heard it here first, guys!
That’s right. I’m the hobo who approaches you on the streets of your local city telling you that HE KNOWS you had sex with your boyfriend about 2 hours ago. The funny thing is, he was right on the mark! You spend the next day or so wondering, “How did he know this? Was he there at the scene?”
The answer is, Yes. He was there at the scene.
So, the next time you have sex with your boyfriend, think of me. Especially you, TGO. Tell your boyfriend I said hi.
