Dearest Alyssa

Babygirl, what is going on in your mind.

Do you understand why Emmaruth is so hard on you, babygirl.

Did you have catechism.  Were you baptized in either holy water or the holy spirit or both.

I know you also have a crush on Keanu.  I am aware of that.  However, these days I am with his BFF River.

If you want to be my sister, Alyssa, or even you the tea-drinker and the Pisces, then pray to the Lord Almighty.

Jesus is real, babygirlS.

If I am hard on you it's because you keep focusing on my blonde hair and blue eyes and the miracle children instead of Jesus and the Lord Almighty.

Pray, babygirlS.  Always Pray.

And get to know my family, especially my father Cesar and my brother Kris.

Believe and pray, babygirlS.

I've been cussing you all out because you misunderstand who Emmaruth is.

~Alyssa 

Choose to Ignore

I have exhausted my personal resources to get rid of Alyssa, the insane stalker fan.

I have told you that we are not sisters and we are not friends.

I let you know that I think you are a sniveling, spineless coward who hides behind a computer screen.

I let you know that if you did this in person I would punch you in the throat and break your windpipe and you would drop dead.

I let you know that you are a whore.

I let you know that I loathe you immensely.

I told you numerous times to respect my boundaries, yet you persist in stalking me.

I let you know that you will gain absolutely nothing from me.

I let you know that my spiritual blessings and gifts will not be shared with you, but instead, my immediate family, extended family, and my partner and children.

Despite firmly telling you all this, you are a disrespectful lunatic.

So now I am going to just choose to ignore you because you are not worth my time nor worthy of mention.

Frankly, you showed yourself to be a woman of no class or good breeding or distinction.

And because of that I will just ignore you forever.

Farewell, Alyssa.  We will never meet and you will never be part of my life.

I refuse to be reduced to the lack of good breeding level you are on and to lower my standards because of you any further.  You do not have one iota of proper manners.

~Alyssa

STFU

Shut the F- up, Alyssa.

Your opinions are irrelevant.

I don't ever listen to you.

You are a sniveling coward who holds on to me like the idiot you are.

I am not just a poet.  I am an artist.

Do not ever try to manipulate me, Alyssa.

I am NOT sharing my blessings and gifts with YOU.

It's for me and MY CHILDREN.

I am not Macys.  Store closed.

Move along, Alyssa.

Crawl back into your hole and stay there, far away from me.

~ Alyssa

Goddess

We are not friends, Alyssa.

You actually think you are me.

You worship me like a goddess.

You silly, deluded peon.

My foolish acolyte.

A sniveling coward who hides behind a computer screen and thinks her friends are online.

Stay away from me.  We are not friends.

~ Alyssa

Minimalism

Alyssa, do not preach to me about 'minimalism'.

Stealing my sentimental items and photos is not 'minimalism'.

It's thievery and a felony.  And you and your cohorts are delusional criminals who need to be thrown in jail or at the very least, an institution.

Be gone, succubus.  I detest you and everything about you.

You are absolute anathema.

Disgusting and reeks of sewage.

~ Alyssa

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Alyssa is a spineless coward who hides behind her computer screen and has been stalking me for over two decades.  She never shows her face and she stalks me like Single White Female.

She hacked my facebook and has took an interest in my friends and family.  She thinks she's me and that my friends and family are hers.  She's delusional, miserable, and pathetic.

She had them steal my personal effects and photos because she's so obsessed with me.

I assure you, Alyssa, my friends and family are not yours.  I assure you we will never meet.  I assure you that I do not want you in my life.  We are not sisters.  We are not friends.

If you are suicidal, go seek out a professional therapist and mental health worker.  Seek help.  Frankly, I do not care.

Stay away from me.  Stop stalking me, you spineless, delusional coward.

You will never be me.

~Alyssa

Soul

No, Alyssa, we do not share a soul.

Go away, succubus.

Stop stalking me.

It's not like my creative genius will be passed on to you, Alyssa.

I'm not a lotto ticket or a jar of nutella.

~ Alyssa


Paris

I am open to bisexual relationships when I am in Paris, France, Alyssa.

Paris is much more open and acceptable of such romances.

When I was in my twenties, if I spent time in Paris, I may have had a femme lover, Alyssa.  Feminine, beautiful, sensitive, and artistic.  That's my type.  However, after three to five years I would return to the states and marry a man.

I am particular about women as well as men.  Not just any woman would do it for me.  Back then my ideal woman was Carmen Elektra.  At least physically.

Yes, I would be open to being in a relationship with a woman only if I am in Paris and she's not a straight-laced lesbian, but also bisexual.  So that we could have menage-a-trois with men.

You are so stubborn, Alyssa.  You indeed are a Taurus.

~Alyssa