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The video that made my stalker fall in love with me. I'm not even in it btw, it was made after I left the band.I called my old bandmates to ask them about it, and they responded with silence followed by the type of "holy shit" you only want to encounter after someone unzips your pants. Apparently, this same person had been sending "fan mail" through the band’s record label, which included screenshots of the band members from the video, annotated with details of the prophecy she'd begun explaining to me via phone, as well as notarized poems which spoke to the future she saw for her and them. And now me, I guessed."We didn't know how seriously to take it," one of them explained. They knew now.I headed home and dealt with it the only way I know how: I bought a taped-up Louisville Slugger, filled out a police report, went home, checked my closets, drank a beer in the shower, and locked myself in my bedroom.
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