>>700789494So I made a profile, with similar phantom content as the creep mi let it fester for a month and them made my advance. I started light, then eventually led to more personal things. My persona was named Brad Schabowski (subtle hint as to who I was. I'm autistic and was obsessed with East Germany, Günter Schabowski was the man who accidentally brought the wall down), I lived in Bloomington, IL (a similar stating to where she lived, in the middle of rural nowhere) and really liked theatre (she was a theatre twat also). After another few months, I had gained her trust; after some subtle coercion, she started sending me nsfw photos. I decided to bring myself into the picture after a while (I had given her a phantom necklace when we were together and she had posted about it, so I asked about it). She broke up with me because I was too controlling and manipulating (I have trouble identifying when I am being controlling and she never told me). I had what I'd been looking for for months, but I couldn't reveal myself now, I had nudes and she would probably call the police. So I decided to stick with it. "Brad" had majored in Roman history at University of Illinois in Chicago, so I was waiting for an excuse to stop, as I was starting to crumble under the amounting pressure to not tell anyone, so I waited for a post-grad archeological dig. I found the perfect one after about a year: a dig with university of Illinois, in turkey (I primarily talked to her Facebook at this point, and it's blocked in Turkey. Also, Da'esh regularly attacks turkey so just let them do the work). So I say my goodbyes and went on my way. Terrorist attack in the city where "Brad" was, didn't let her know I was alive so that's the end of that.
To my knowledge, she was so devastated about "Brad's" death that she's getting therapy, and still hasn't suspected that it was me. Two birds, one stone
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