I've sinned a lot.

I'm doing a really bad thing right now, one that's more evil than any BOB....

I'm keeping Frank Silva's spirit captive inside my house.

I've supposedly "summoned" him through the old "Candyman" method, and I'm not letting him go back. I yell at him a lot. I said that if he leaves me, I'll send him straight to Hell (AKA The Black Lodge). I call him the F-word a lot.

And all because I love him and the character he played. And I'm lonely. AND I want to have a paranormal experience before I end up in The Black Lodge myself.

It's a real life "Misery", only with me as Annie and Frank as Paul. I don't care about his family, his friends, his life. I'm just a selfish, spoiled, conceited, brat.

Wait! Before you ban me (just like the others.), here's why I'm writing this: I'm worried about my obsession with the guy and his character. My Mom says I do this every time. With every obsession I have, I have to believe it is real. But Frank is real. Or was, anyway.

I'm sorry, but sometimes I just have to let it out, and I know my Mom won't believe me, and I have no real life "Peaker" friends to turn to. Will you forgive me?

P.S: You may think I've gone insane, but I promise....I will be happy again!

Hmmm.  Take your clozapine and adjust your foil hat?

Phew!

Thanks Rainbow!

I thought that the hate was going to flood in on me, but I was wrong.

Now everyone must think I'm insane, but right now, Frank was just sitting at the drawing desk next to me, his head down, sobbing. What a baby. What's he gonna do, let his alter ego attack me? Not likely.

Wait...maybe I AM insane.

You do realize you're projecting your desire to meet BOB onto the memory of a real person, and that your new imaginary friend is a composite of the fictitious character traits you're attracted to, mixed with what you know about the actor, Frank Silva.  In other words, it's you. 

I think Frank hates me.

He's now constantly staring at me with this look on his face like he wants to rip me apart.

And, believe it or not, there's two of 'em.

Frank and BOB, his more dangerous alter ego.

I think he summoned BOB up because I made those false threats.

And yell at him all the time.

AND block any exit he may try to escape from.

I'm not crazy.

I see them in my mind's eye.

I hear their voices in my head.

THEY'RE REAL.

(By the way, I take 1/2 of my meds every evening.)

this is awesome
yet i have no idea whats going on

In the words of Carrie from Sex and the City you kids were crazy down there!  

When it comes to insanity this board's like a revolving door so you're in very good company BOBette. A couple of months ago it was the man who didn't 'get' Eraserhead and that ran and ran. You can easily drag this out for fifteen pages before the novelty wears off and people stop responding and then you can just register under a different username and do the whole thing again! You can do your worst and you won't get banned... it's like the promised land for lunatics!

But surely there are messageboards where you can discuss mental illness with likeminded individuals who care? I fear your posts are intended to be terribly clever and satirical when they are in actual fact hideously disturbed. They made me feel a bit sick. I'm only saying this because I care. Well, because I'm bored if I'm brutally honest, but I suppose you have to take the attention wherever and however you can get it.

I wish you luck with this awful... problem... of yours.    

P.S. Nice picture Jerry Horne

But surely there are messageboards where you can discuss mental illness with likeminded individuals who care? I fear your posts are intended to be terribly clever and satirical when they are in actual fact hideously disturbed. They made me feel a bit sick. I'm only saying this because I care.

 I think I agree. I just don't know how to respond to these posts. If BOBette is actually insane then surely he/she should be doing something about it instead of the not-so-therapeutic method of posting it on a TP forum.

this is awesome
yet i have no idea whats going on

 Fun, isn't it? But sure to end in tears...

P.S. Nice picture Jerry Horne

Cheers! It's one of Richard Beymer's. Hopefully good news soon about his photos being available again...

It seems that things have gotten worse, and, at the same time, better.

It appears that Frank and BOB have called in reinforcements, AKA the rest of the Twin Peaks cast.

I've seen everyone now, from Dale Cooper to The Giant to The Little Man to even my own doppelganger, white eyes and all.

The Giant also gave me this message, "Beware. Your mother is dead."

That means that my Mom is "dead" to my true feelings. She doesn't believe I'm gifted and damned now. She says I do this with every obsession I have, but this is different. I have come across an ability that both facinates and frightens me, and it's not normal. I'm not insane. Really. Honest.

I'm not insane. Really. Honest.

 Right, if you say so...

I'm not crazy.

(By the way, I take 1/2 of my meds every evening.)

Ok, then what are the meds for?  Toenail fungus?

P.S. Nice picture Jerry Horne

Cheers! It's one of Richard Beymer's. Hopefully good news soon about his photos being available again...

 I shall look forward. I've always regretted not buying any of Richard Beymer's photos but I was poverty- stricken at the time. I love his Sheryl Lee and Ray Wise portraits.   

Beymer pics.

this is awesome
yet i have no idea whats going on

 Fun, isn't it? But sure to end in tears...

many many tears it seems...
and that might be the best outcome to hope for
yeah i dont know
everything faceintheleaves said i second
entertaining this may be, but novelty wears fast(re:albie)
also
thanks again to jerry for pics!

entertaining this may be, but novelty wears fast(re:albie)

That was never novel to me.  That was a f*cking crusade against ignorance.

entertaining this may be, but novelty wears fast(re:albie)

That was never novel to me.  That was a f*cking crusade against ignorance.

 it was novel for the first two or so posts. after that the crusade began. and the tears. and an honorable mention. oh lord.

I'm happy now, so here's some new info.

I got a little R&R today when I got into a mental outburst at school.

So, after some visions and amateur dramatics, they had to send me home.

I'll be back tomorrow, though.

Maybe I'll try meditation, like David Lynch....

....Maybe not.

In order to be BOB, you must do BOB things. Anyone who does not understand that needs to be dealt with.

In order to summon BOB, you have to masturbate in the woods and sell your body to older men.

I don't really have to, Rainbow....

....I did enough bad things already.

I don't really have to, Rainbow....

....I did enough bad things already.

 I get the feeling your heart's not really in this thread BOBbette. You made an effort with the first couple of posts but everything since has seemed a bit half-arsed. I suppose there's only so much you can do with a 'Look at me I'm crazy and I love BOB' thread before it becomes tedious, especially when people weren't really that interested in the first place.

I for one will keep reading this thread as long as you keep writing it (morbid curiosity) but some wit, charm and/or creativity wouldn't go amiss. Failing that nobody would think any less of you if you slink away and register as a different user. 

Perhaps the thing you're holding captive isn't the disembodied spirit of a fictional television character but the ability to love and be loved in return.... (thanks the Academy, bursts into tears)