[ilovemyglo]

My psycho is my former roommate:
"Tanya" went to my high school. We hung out but there was something wrong with her for ever. SHE NEVER DROVE. She had her license but refused to ever drive and she lived in the middle of no where compared to everyone.
Anyway, fast forward to college. We move in together, everything is gravy and one night she starts flipping out about her family. Well, I had a diary and wrote something in there about how I felt sorry for her because her real dad was no where to be found and here I have this great family and support. And her brother was a total juvenile deliquent, always in and out of the juvenile hall and all, so she steals my diary, lies and says someone must have broken in the room and breaks into it (it had a clasp lock to it!). Then I get on a note on the door the next day on the outside of it on our dry erase board ... something like "Don't feel sorry for me, at least I am not some loser" or someting, so she comes home we have a fight and I say she stole my diary and she still claims someone must have broken into our room. Anyway we get over it. I get aboyfriend and she starts calling my best friend in Lexington and telling her what a horrible friend I am because I leave and go over to his place at all hours and stay with him and leave her all alone. I WISH SHE WOULD HAVE LEFT ME ALONE! So next term comes and stupid me I room with her again. This is the term we went through rush, she swears she is pledging XYZ or nothing else and she knew how bad I wanted AGD so she ends up rushing AGD and pledging. After we get in I find my cell phone starts coming up missig with weird phone numbers dialed on it, call them back and she had stole my cell and called people. I kept it in my purse from then on out. THEN she started wearing MY CLOTHES- IN FRONT OF ME AND LYING ABOUT IT! The things is, I didn't care if she borrowed, just make sure I wasn't going to wear it. Well she would come in and I would ask, Is that my Abercrombie sweater? (uh, yeah, I wear a small, she doesn't!) and she would say "NO, my mother sent it to me in the mail last night" UHM, okay, then why did it end up in my laundry and back with me the next day?

FINAL STRAW_
She and her new boyfriend had a urination fetish and she decided to partake of it on my bed.... I moved out and in with my boyfriend and yet to this day I get emails from her about how I need to ask her for forgiveness for the hell I put her through, but I always block her email address, so she makes a new one and sends me email from there.
PSYCHO!
BTW The last email said "Nathan and I are getting engaged, see some people do get what they deserve and one day you will too" So all my reply said was
"You are getting pissed on the rest of your life, you are right some people do get what they deserve"