Let’s call him Mark.
Okay first of all,
1) This is a very looong post. I don't know why I need to warn people when I do it but I just have to.
2) I've never used vulgarity in my blog, but this is an exception because of how mad I was at the time I wrote this, which I don't even remember doing so haha. Many, many months ago. I know some people use the F word all the time, but not me. I reserve it for moments when I'm really, really mad so it'll give more impact ;)
3) I don't even feel like posting this, because HE is not worth mentioning in my blog(so if your picture/name have graced the pages on my blog, feel special! Haha). I feel like if I do, I'm letting him win and I allowed him to hurt me oh-so-deeply. But I think this could teach someone a lesson, as I've learned it the hard way. And also because someone requested it. HAHA :P
4) Do not, I repeat, do not bring this up if we know each other in real life. What happened in this blog post, stays on this blog. I don't want to talk about it, discuss it, have Q&A session about it.
ARE WE CLEAR? :D
Okay.
Months ago, Mark somehow magically found my formspring and cut the story short, we became friends. Apparently he doesn’t have Facebook. But he made a Twitter just so it’ll be easier to talk rather than chatting at formspring. Okay just to set the records straight here; we are(soon to be 'were') friends. Period. Nothing more. I have no 'that' kind of feelings for him whatsoever. He even told me about how he supposedly have this two girls fighting over him and I was not jealous at all. He did use some sweet words but not in a flirty way ? Yea. I'm immune to sweet words anyway.
When asked for his pictures, he gave me this. Apparently he’s on the swim team. Whateverr.
He’s the second from the left. He cropped that picture and use it as his Twitter picture. On the right-est was his friend, Chas. Somehow he talked a lot about this Chas you would think they’re gay together.
He uploaded some more on his photobucket like this :
Again, more of that Chas guy. He said because ‘it was my camera so if you want pictures of me you would have to ask them.’ RIGHT. Oh by the way, I HAVE NEVER, EVER BELIEVED ANYTHING HE TOLD ME.
‘What’ did he tell me you ask? Well a lot. He tells me that he went to his dance ball in London. You want to read? It’s long and it’s boring but if you’re in the mood to read something amateur and lame, you can go here.
(I don't know if the links still work but if it's not, you don't miss much trust me.)
And he told me about his ‘first crush’.
Yup @markswimmer was his Twitter until he deleted it. More on that later. Don't bother stalking my Twitter to check what I tweeted him, I've deleted all of it.
Apparently he travels a lot, like Tokyo, San Francisco, and other places I don't remember. He did upload some pictures, but it was just sceneries. Okay say if you travel to some place, and you take pictures, for sure it'll be with you in it right? Or your family or friends. But him he just took pictures of the places without him in it. Strange. Unfortunately he deleted the pictures so I can't show you.
And so I asked for another picture of him. I was actually just testing to see if he can prove that he's real. Pffffft. He hesitated and then gave me a picture with his face half darken or something.
Like seriously dude?
And he uploaded some pictures of this two girls, Jan and Anui who were supposedly 'fighting' over him. BRB, PUKING.
Anui.
Jan.
Apparently the Anui girl 'clawed his chest'. Story here. Isn't he a good writer? It sounded like it came from a movie. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I WAS JUST KIDDING. I LAUGHED READING THE RIDICULOUSNESS, BULLSHITNESS OF IT ALL. After I finished reading it I was like, 'Are you fucking kidding me right now?'
He actually uploaded a picture of freaaaaaking Bruce Lee with his chest clawed.
I just want to emphasize this once again, I do not believe his stories for one second. I just pretend that I did. After he told me about it I was all 'oh get better soon' blah blah blah. In real life, I just rolls my eyes and thinking how to get him busted.
I KNOW he's lying. I KNOW the pictures aren't his. I KNOW the stories were all bullshit. But I just need to figure out how. I can't accuse him of it because he would for sure said everything he said was true blah blah blahhhh. URGH. You know, I actually told him about it. How I don't trust him at all. How can I know you didn't steal the pictures from somewhere else. And seriously, he didn't do a good job convincing me.
And so I dig up my inner CSI agent self and try to find a way how. After some Googling, I found this amazing website that can search images for you. A lot of website offers a search engine for pictures, like you type 'flower' and pictures of flowers will show up. But this one website, you upload a picture, and the website will find pictures exactly like it in different size or quality.
And so I upload almost every picture in his photobucket but none came up. BUT AT LAST, THERE WAS ONE PICTURE. AND CAME ONE RESULT. DUN DUN DUNN.
It was from a website about surfers. And true enough, the Jan girl was actually a famous surfer named, um I'll just put as 'L'.
I WAS HAPPY. I WAS THRILLED. DAMN the adrenaline at that time. AT LAST. HE IS INDEED LYING. There was no need to think 'oh maybe he just stole that one picture but the rest was real' or 'maybe his stories were real'. NO NO NO. HE IS ONE BIG FAT LIAR. AND NOW I HAVE PROOF.
Me being excited and all, tried to get him to chat with me on gmail. But he was busy. And then he disappeared for almost two weeks. I don't know if he knew I already found out, but he was just gone. I was like fine, whatever. I don't give a fuck anymore.
BUT THEN, two weeks later he showed up. With again, great little story he went on this adventure blah blah blaaaaahhhhhhhh. At this point you should know I'm already sick and tired of it all. On the end of that tweet he wrote 'Missed you with all your insecurities, wit, sarcasm, humor, and charm. That's really a lot to miss. Bye for now.'
You know what I replied? This.
He was avoiding me. I knew it. And the funny part is? He freaking check out my blog AND tumblr while doing that. (Don't ask me how I knew it. I put some code in my blog :p)
So I gave up trying to trap him in the chatbox and sent him an email.
Me(copied exactly from the email) : I've waited long enough. I know you checked out my blog and tumblr. Why are you hiding? Scared? It's pretty simple Mark. If you did nothing wrong, you have nothing to worry about. Yeah yeah all guys hate the 'We need to talk' line. Okay technically we're not talking, we're chatting online okay. You don't need to open your mouth for god's sake. If you don't reply this email by Friday, I will block you on twitter and stopped talking to you altogether. But of course you can still check out my blog and see how much fun I'm having without you. That'd be awesome.
Just stop with the twitlonger with your stories and Chas, whatever. I'm not interested in that right now.
I know I have not exactly been the nicest person in the last few days, but I've waited long enough. If you don't want to chat, reply to this and I'll email everything I want to say HERE, not in the chatbox or twitter because it'll be too long and it's too private. Seriously dude, I'm not asking you to jump off the bridge for me. GOD.
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He did reply the day after. And coincidentally, I was online at that time. In my inbox it showed the message was sent '1 minute ago'. Okay if he logged in into his gmail, he clearly signed out of the gmail chat. Avoiding me. Bluekk.
And so I sent him this long email explaining everything.
You don't have to read it really. It's not important.
I know when you're online. You sent that message like few minutes ago and you weren't online on the chat.
I'll just write everything I want to say RIGHT HERE.
I’m writing this to you because I don’t know how else I can talk to you since you’ve been M.I.A a lot. I hope you’ll read this. This is what I want to say and why I want to chat in gmail. But you were so busy. I get it.
Mark, I know about your lies. The pictures you posted on your photobucket, I know it’s not yours. Well at least for someone you called ‘Jan’. I figured out that she’s actually a famous surfer. All the pictures of her in your photobucket I found from her Myspace page. Maybe that’s where you stole it.
For your picture, ‘Chas’ , ‘Anui’ or whoever else, honestly I don’t know. But that’s what I ask myself, if you stole the pictures from someone, you sure as hell can steal others’ too. You want to know how I feel when I found out the one you claim ‘Jan’ is actually not her? I was HAPPY. I was THRILLED. I guess I should be sad or angry that you lied, but I feel glad and proud of myself. I didn’t believe and trust you. I’ve told you before in the gmail chat that I never trusted you. And about someone on twitter who turned out to be 40 something years old; I asked you about how should I know you’re who you say you are. Even after your explanation, I’ve always have doubts about you.
You lied to my face, Mark. Hah, ‘Mark’. If that’s even your real name. One thing I know for sure, you live in ***. Because I know your IP address. Of all your lies, at least you got one thing correct - I am indeed smarter than you.
What we had was pure friendship. And it was fun getting to know you. The ‘you’ you made up. How long do you think you can keep up with your lies? And most of all, WHY did you lie to me? What do you want from me? All of your stories, the London ball, the whole Jan/Anui thing? Did you made that up? WOW, you must be SO PROUD of yourself now aren’t you? Too bad I don’t believe any of it. The twitter (twitter.com/cowboytomm) is probably you too, made up another account to make it more believable. Pfft. You uploaded a Bruce Lee picture to show your ‘scratch marks’? Are you fucking kidding me right now? Grow some balls and upload a real picture of yourself.
You might be a 40-year old guy for all I know. Prove me wrong. Prove it to me that you’re who you say you are if that’s even possible.
Sure you can say I might be someone else too. If that’s the case, we can video chat. Face to face. That way you’ll know I am real. I am who I say I am. I have a blog for God’s sake. I post pictures of myself there sometimes. I have no problem assuring you I’m not fake. You on the other hand, hesitates even giving me ONE picture of yourself. Seriously dude?
Last but not least, I want to say THANK YOU. Did I mention I have major trust issues? OH yeah, I did. For good reasons. For people like you. So thank you for showing me people really can’t be trusted, especially boys. And thank you for your wonderful words, and our friendship. Unfortunately it’s very hard for me to befriend a big fat liar.
If this email is way too dramatic and harsh, I’m not sorry for it. I’m nice to everyone, but if you’re horrible to me, I can do something worse.
I hope you’ll reply this email and explain everything. I deserve the truth, ‘Mark’. That’s all I’ve ever wanted from you. But if you don’t reply this, I understand. I’m having too much fun in my life right now to burden myself with a douchebag like you.
Ps; I’m dedicating this song to you – Fits you well! (I forgot what song it was but the title was Liar Liar or something like that haha)
Bye for now? How about Bye Forever? That sounds a lot better.
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You know what he replied?
Anis,
Everything I have told you was true. I had to change the "faces" to protect the privacy of my friends because they demand it. I have never been a bitch or showed any malice toward you and I never will.
Take care.
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Okay.
FIRST, that was the bullshit-est excuse I have ever heard in my life. In his photobucket, the caption clearly stated this is who, that is who.
SECOND, WHY THE FUCK would you 'change the faces'? For me to 'IMAGINE' that was your friends? This does not make any sense to me.
THIRD, You came to me and told everything about them. That 'Leona likes Chas', 'Anui clawed my chest', 'Jan is taking boxing lessons', BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. If you want to protect your friends 'privacy' so much, YOU wouldn't tell me those things. Those stories are way more private than some pictures. OHKAY?
I WAS FURIOUS. And so I typed up another long email and sent it. But I get another email saying :
Delivery to the following recipient failed permanently.
Technical details of permanent failure:
The email account that you tried to reach does not exist.
And I checked his Twitter and it was gone, with @cowboytomm's too. (He was apparently Chas' brother.)
This just proves everything. That he lied about everything and YET HE DID NOT ADMIT IT. Even at the very last minute he wants to defend himself and said the stories were true!? Are you fucking kidding me? GOD I couldn't believe it. And he made up @cowboytomm to make his stories more believable, which was a MAJOR FAILURE.
You might be wondering why I still put up with him and his stupid stories. It was because he was actually a good friend. SHOCKING, I know. Despite all his lies, I had fun talking to him. We had like, 'smart' conversations. Talking about current world issues, what's happening in the society and all that. (But his jokes were extremely bad and lame. It wasn't even 'awesome type of lame', it was just fucking lame.)
And to 'Mark', whoever who are/were.
YOU are a douchebag. I don't know how many girls have you lied to, I don't know if your name is even 'Mark', your real age. I think you are actually a 40 year old pedophile. Yep honestly that's what I think you are. You know, all of your lies, you got one thing correct. I AM SMARTER THAN YOU. And you do live in [this one state in the US]. I have your IP address. WOW I AM smarter than you. Too bad I don't know anyone in the CSI team. I could track you to your house even. Pity.
I don't want to kick you in the crotch, I want you to live penisless. That's how much I hate you right now. I'll be genuinely happy if you were tossed into a public aquarium and munched by sharks. I'm not kidding.
I hope you have a nice life. And that someone will indeed kick you in the crotch with a baseball bat.
Last but not least, THANK YOU. Thank you for showing me that I can't trust anyone ever again, thank you for giving me a valuable lessons.
I would love to say 'FUCK YOU', but apparently 'fuck' is a verb. And that is one verb I do not wish to associate with you. Alright?
And piece of advice, if you want to bullshit and lie to someone's faces, make sure she is dumber and stupider than you. I am smart and you were a moron. Go out and make real friends. Don't make up characters and write stupid lame stories about events that did not happen in your life. Funny, you were the one who told me to go out and make new friends. I DID. And they didn't lie to me. And the guys I know actually have balls, unlike you. Lastly, I hope karma will slap you in the face so hard.
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After that, we never talked again except a few times he wrote on my formspring how anything I say won't hurt him blaah blaaaaah blah. OMG URGH. I feel disgusted.
There you go peeps.
MORAL OF THE STORY : DO NOT, I REPEAT DO NOT BELIEVE ANYONE ON THE INTERNET. I DID NOT AND NEVER WILL. (Except a few people I genuinely believe are real.)
And if you post your picture on the internet, put some watermark on it so other people can't steal it and say it's their 'friends'. I haven't done this because I'm too lazy but I'll try.
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