They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Pee-ing Tom

I went to look for a stall to pee in and we made eye contact when I knocked to see if the stall you were in was empty. It was so awkward and weird. You didn't say a word, yet I still remember the half-smile on your face as if you were waiting for someone like me to do that.

Pittsburgh, PA

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