the plan includes: stalking the plaintiff and filing fake reports during open litigation. ✨🧠✨

so you,
really just did that.

…

congrats on turning your stalking
into strategy—for my claim.

let's break down what they just did—
and why it's legally stupid
and emotionally fucking embarrassing.

aka:
how you put
your obsession in writing,
your proximity on record,
and your malice on display.

—

let’s begin. 🕊️

🔥 1. girlie was watching like her rent fucking depended on it

but homie—
i never tagged her.
never contacted her.
never dm’d her.
and yet… my stories? seen within fucking minutes?

girl,
you didn’t just “come across” my posts.
you fucking came for me.
because…
you’ve been stalking and harassing me—
for…fucking…months.

before i even knew you fucking existed.
(because you’re irrelevant)

but you…like—
really want my husband
to take you fucking seriously.

ok.

which means:

➺ you’re stalking my profile like it’s the f***ing felony dispatch
➺ you’re definitely logged in from a burner or three
➺ you’re building a mental map of my content like it’s evidence for your own dumbass trial (spoiler: it’s about to be)

…

this is not passive fucking scrolling.
this is ongoing,
confirmed surveillance.
and in a court?
it reads as obsession.
it reads like a violation of the fucking felony bond.
ask a judge.
ask a Title IX panel.
they’ll all ask: “how did you even see this?”

and you?
won’t have an answer that doesn’t sound like,

“i was fucking stalking and harassing her along with her violent husband.”

—

📸 2. then you DM’d me. congrats. now you’re in the fucking case.

the second you opened your mouth in my inbox?
you stopped being “a bystander”
and became a participant.

you messaged a protected party
during an open criminal DV case
to intimidate her.

then you reported to have called the police.
twice.
while your monitoring alone,
was a fucking documented crime.

and you really thought
the kissy-face emoji would soften that?

no ma’am. it’s:

✨ threatening
✨ documented
✨ fucking retaliatory
✨ and happening while i have a restraining order and he’s out on bond

your DM is not just unhinged—it’s fucking admissible.

thanks for submitting your own stupid ass exhibit, babe.

—

🧠 3. then you reported me to my law school like it was a power move

holy shit.

this is the part that will haunt you in court.

you thought trying overt DARVO would silence me.
but all it did was corroborate every single thing i’ve said.

you confirmed:

✨ you're living with him
✨ you're actively monitoring me
✨ you're escalating against a DV victim
✨ you're involving institutions to shut me up

you are ✨ textbook retaliation. ✨

you didn’t file a complaint—you filed a fucking affidavit of guilt.
this is the legal equivalent of screaming
“I FUCKING DID IT!”
while lighting your own dumbass defense on fire.

—

⚖️ 4. and through all that? you couldn’t fuck with me

you wanted a meltdown.
you wanted drama.
you wanted chaos to blur the facts.

instead?
i made an appointment with the detective.
i filed a new police report.

babe—
you gave me 💋 evidence.
you gave me 💋 motive.
you gave me 💋 intent.

and i stayed factual, cool, and fucking ready.

babe,
i’ve dealt with abusers before.
this ain’t my first rodeo.

this isn’t just a bad look.
it’s civil conspiracy with a side of witness intimidation.

and i’m not mad, babe.
i’m goddamn documenting.

—

🖋️ burn book footnote:

if you thought stalking a baddie
with a federal restraining order and a binder of records
was going to end well for you…

then honey,
you were never the main character.
just the next bestie with a bump.