I'm helping her move, made a printed agreement that for two weeks, I'd live there to do it. I have some hilarious stories about that, but it's not appropriate here when this is about me being stalked, harassed and abused.
And this was just the beginning of my stalking. Right after this, we went for a dangerous (seemingly) right, after she threatened me. One time before she was dropping me off at Fred Born's and she kept getting into me about made-up shit, then slammed on the brakes at Jasper and Cantrell and pulled out a knife and screamed "You don't think I won't cut you in the throat!?" She drove off and I yelled out the window "Raebecca Grabowski said she and her crack dealer are going to kill me! ... and she stole my coupons!"
Here she is telling me to get out of her house (all houses are her's?) doing cutting up lines of cocaine with someone else's credit card. She looks bored because she's used to smoking crack all day and night
