I fucked up part 3: The finale

Didn't think this post would get a part 3!!?!!? You were wronG!

Only this time IT WASNT ME WHO FUCKED UP!!!

Last night I got a weird call, and I thought it was this weird french guy who calls me sometimes. But I started getting multiple calls from different numbers and weird texts and it was strange. I answered the phone and some guy said my name is a really breathy voice and I hung up. I just put my phone on silent and left it in the other room.

Then I got a text saying "Hey there, you probably know this by now but some moron put all your private information up online. Sorry :-/"

I texted back and I was like "Hi, I'm really scared, can you please tell me who posted my stuff and where?"

They sent me a link to a fucking 4chan thread. I didn't even know people still use 4chan. The thread was really long and it started with a screen cap of a conversation that me and Clark were having.

Basically it was people responding to the thread of what Clark should say to me and this other girl named Maddie he was texting at the same time. Most of the responses were sexual, which I didn't catch on when he was sending them to me because I just thought he was joking around. The advice people were giving him was like

"Let her text you first. Don't reply without waiting first. Manipulate the hell out of her. You're in charge."

There were more screenshots of our conversations, some photos, and I started to feel so, so, so, stupid for trusting this guy. But how was I supposed to know>???

At one point someone pointed out that Clark was "Too much of a f*ggot to censor the girl's numbers" so then post of the responses changed to "Calling girls and telling them OP is a f*ggot".

I texted Clark and was like "Um...strange question...did you post my personal information online?"

And he was like "Yeah but I'm so so so sorry I was trying to play a prank on my friends Maddie and your names are similar sorry"

SMH that is the weakest defense ever!! What the hell cuzz, you think i'm buyin that shit?

I got more phone calls, maybe 15 or 20, from these disgusting 4chan MRA dude bros and stupidly enough Clark kept adding on to the thread. His last post was "Thanks for all the attention f*ggots, I finally got one of my threads to the top of 4chan." Then he texted me, "I feel really shitty." So I said "Please loose my number. Have a nice life."

Okay I was tired at the time and I realize that it's lose, not loose, but I'm sure he got my point. He took the thread down- i checked this morning.

Bad news: I feel completely violated and I just want to go and hide in a cave

Good news: I totally don't care about boys anymore! Why should I? They're gross and I hate them! I don't care about Jack, I don't care about Clark. I'm never giving my phone number away again!!!! THE ENDD!!!!

Goodbye Lemon Tree House

I have moved like 4 or 5 times- from Burbank to Hollywood, from California to Connecticut, from America to England...but I only remember moving from America to England and back the second time. It's time to move houses, we've lived in the same teeny home 4EVER. But, as soon as someone buys the house, it's getting knocked down, which is bad for me because I feel like I've known this house 4EVER and I don't want to see it go.

only pics on my computer rn 

Good reasons that the house should be destroyed:
- There are too many problems with it to fix
- All it's problems would stop being a financial burden for my parents
- This means we could travel more
- Me and my sister won't have to share a room- and we have been sharing since 2000
- Srsly this house is too small for a family of tall people
- I love starting over fresh, parting with the past, it's a good feeling.
- I made a deal w/ my mom that I would be totally okay with saying goodbye to the house if i could get a lock on my bedroom door which would be siiiiiick cuz i could sneak in lovers at midnight
- Change of scenery???
- I was bound to move some day
- The house was not built for two adults and two teenagers, it was built for one adult in the 1920's to have an office space and an easy commute to the film studios

Good reasons the house should not be destroyed
- I've known this house a long time
- I won't be able to take my kids here someday and tell them that's where I grew up
- I won't be able to walk over to my best friends house. My best friend moved to Pasadena and then went to boarding school and we rarely talk now. Being close to her old home is just depressing me.
- I'd have go know the house we lived in for 10+ years is being reduced to a pile of rubble. People have had their houses burned down and they've gotten on with their lives.
- My friends said the house was cute I'm not even friends with the ppl that said that anymore so uh
- I'll miss my old way of life (But good riddance eh?)
- THE LEMON TREE

Photo booth <33333333

All in all, I know that parting with the house will be for the best. It's going to be hard for me to say goodbye but maybe the cool parts of the new house will make me stop thinking about it. I still have my parents, my sister clara, and the cat, and we'll all be together.

writing this down has once again, helped a lot. I'll probably post some pictures of the house before it's time to leave.

Anyone have moving advice?

Love Maisie xxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoooxoxxx