Yeah, just like the title implies, I'm kind of a stalker. Normally when a girl breaks up with a guy they kinda get a hint like they should move on, well...not me. My first inclination is to "make you go out with me" or make it so "if you're not going out with me, no one can have you" by whatever means I have to secure. Basically, a stalker is just an assertive romantic if you think about it. Like Shakespeare I like writing little sweet poems then attaching them to a large rock and throwing them right through the front window. It's called passion and a lot of guys are really lacking in that department.
"What happened to the days when guys would drive past your house multiple times in the day (and some in the night) just to catch a glimpse of your gorgeous body (also, make sure there's no other guys lurking around...and if there are threatening to set you both on fire) then going home and indulging in aggressive rape fantasies, ya know?! " - me
My idea of a perfect date would be like I come on super strong by demanding every second of your attention and getting pissed at any guy who dares look at you. You make up an excuse as to why you need to go home and when we part I send ten messages about what a good time I had. When you don't reciprocate the messages, I instantly turn violent and mean, cutting you down for being stupid, fat and ugly. To save face I show up at your house sometime in the very early morning crying and apologizing for my "rash behavior" and you say you understand, invite me in and make passionate love after which I ask you to marry me. You freak out, wish you hadn't been so horny you settled for a guy that had obvious glaring red flags and our courtship begins. I know it's short timing, but the connection is so powerful I just have to have you. If you think you are that special that someone should surely be stalking you then please respond. If nothing else you can use me as your token stalker to prove to the guy that you are really interested in that you are worth something.