Guess Who's Blogging????? Riddle part 2

Disclaimer: pervious Post/ Riddle was for the victim so to speak. This one should be more obvious to the readers.


Ok I've been the topic of discussion time after time.
My name has been know for making the headlines.
You've read our stories, the good and the bad.
Am sure that you're aware of the romance we've had.

If you read between lines and make the right or a wild guess,
you might be surprised by the name that you get.
One things for sure you probably never would have expect.
Next thing's for curtain If I do get outed a whole lot of people is gonna be upset.
From the UK to the States, Canada to Nigeria.
My purpose in the blog world is to cause a little hysteria. Who's superior?

Call me immature call me all sorts of names, but LIKE IT OR NOT, you're now playing
my wowo little game.

This wasn't my original plan, just so you know, but as the plot thickens thats just how it goes.

I should apologize in advance, please abeg for forgiveness, even though I know words can't form a sentence to explain why I did this.

I know the fact still remains , I intruded your privacy(Victim), but thats why you'll always the the bigger person, because the only thing I found out, was that you had nohing to hide from me.(not that i suspected you)

Here's the give away.

The respect that I earned was casted away, on the day that our relationship passed away.

Alot of people now hate me.
And wish they knew where to locate me.
Well THIS IS WHERE AM AT. BUT THE REAL QUESTION IS HOW WILL YOU ESCAPE Me?

Qoute Of The Day: I got my back against a brick wall, straped in a circle, boxing with them suckers till my fist turn purple. Mamma told me, Son there'll be days like this. Don't wanna think so, I hit the drink and stay blitz.

Qoute For Another Day: know what fuck it.

Who's Up For A Little Riddle???

Riddle me this, Riddle me that. The person you thought who was gone, is finally back. Not like before, but closer than EVER. Figure me out if you think you're clever. I come as a friend, but am more like a stalker. I read all your thoughts, and follow your path. You know me, and I know you, but you know less about me, than i know about you. The more you disclose, the closer I get. Remaining me of times, before I had left. What will happen? I don't know. Lets just see how the story goes Ask yourself the questions: Would it be? Or is my imagination playing tricks on me?