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    I'm not here to cause any problems, but I think Doug has passed away.
    I live in his neighborhood and saw police activity at his apartment when I got home from work yesterday. There were two cop cars, two EMS vehicles, a crime scene van and an animal control truck.
    I checked this site to see if he has been actively posting and I see his last post was on Saturday.
    His cat has come up for adoption on the local animal center's site.
    Neighbors reported via Nextdoor that they believe someone on his floor did pass away and that someone on a gurney was rolled out and put into the crime scene van.
    I tried calling the medical examiner this morning to get some information. I gave them his address and name and they put me on hold to check with the investigators and they came back and said the investigators can not share any information since I am not next of kin. Essentially I got no answer from them, but from what it sounded like, there is an active investigation involving him.
    I have no absolute confirmation of this death, but all of this information has lead me to believe he has passed. If any confirmation becomes available to me, I will update.
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    I called yesterday to inquire about Archer, and they did confirm that his microchip had Doug listed as the owner. Archer is on hold since APD is doing an investigation, but if no one next of kin takes him in, they'll then release him to be adopted by the public.

    I have not spoken to Doug in two years, and I can't speak to whether or not he had any involvement with child pornography as he mentioned in this thread. I see that he wrote saying he had to go to the hospital last week after a schizophrenic episode, so my theory is that there really were not police at his place, but he was just imagining it.

    Doug and I had a checkered past as probably most people do that have engaged with him. As far as he's told me he's dealt with mental illness, alcoholism and drug addiction as early as 15 years old. I always hoped he could get better but as time went on I realized it may never happen for him. I am not surprised by his death, and I think he and his acquaintances will have peace now, but at the moment I am so terribly upset by the news of his passing. When we were together, we loved each other a lot, and I've always had a place in my heart for him.
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  3. chzbrgr Yung Blood
    Originally posted by Jiggaboo_Johnson It was a bit surprising really.

    If he could have a "redo" I doubt he'd do it again…without knowing the details of how he did it or why I feel it was more of a shortsighted opportunist moment, a moment of madness rather than planned/thought out event.

    Always wait till the next morning and things will look better/clearer etc.

    His mom said he didn't leave a note or anything like it was planned or thought out. He had been hearing voices pretty severely for at least a week leading up to his death, if not longer. He was in touch with his parents and some friends those few days leading up telling them he thought the police were at his place trying to arrest him, and he was scared. I think he just got tortured enough, killing himself was only his escape, or the voices told him to do it. I don't know exactly what he did, but a lot of flooring was torn up in his apartment by bio cleanup, so I'm assuming he bled out. His mom said Archie was lying at his feet when the police were finally able to get to him. He had barracaded the door, and they had to get in through the window. I'm a bit surprised he did something so drastic as he has seemed to be vocally averse to suicide. In the past he's accidentally overdosed and been saved every time, so originally I assumed he had done that and just didn't make it this time.

    Years ago when we were together I asked him if he maybe had paranoid schizophrenia just after seeing patterns in his behavior through the years. He said he didn't hear voices, but there were many times we'd be in bed trying to go to sleep, and I'd hear him cursing under his breath. At first when I'd ask him what was wrong he'd hesitantly say nothing but a time or two he finally admitted he was having scary intrusive thoughts. He was a very very paranoid person. Some of it made sense because he was doing a lot of troublesome things, but some of it just seemed to come way out of left field, like him thinking he was being gang stalked or that the FBI had planted nano spiders with cameras on them in his place. One day I had come over and he was throwing everything away because he thought someone had broken into his place and planted meth. He was opening up stuff like ketchup and shampoo bottles and scraping the insides to see if there was meth in them before tossing them out. He was scraping at the grout in his shower and picking through the carpet. He would pick up pieces of cat litter and ask me if I thought it looked like meth, and I said I don't know because I don't know what meth looks like, but it looked like cat litter to me and once I said that he looked at it and realized he was losing it. Also in hindsight I realize he was probably doing a lot more meth than I was aware of him doing, which I know exacerbates insomnia and therefore paranoid thoughts/hearing voices. I haven't talked to him in the past two years, but in living close by to him, I've seen him a handful of times in the past year walking down the street, and he didn't look good. His face was red and swollen and looked to have sores or spots on it which led me to think he had been doing a lot of meth lately.

    He was diagnosed with bipolar disorder I believe when he was 15, sometime around then. His mom said he was a loving child, seemed to be normal, but once he got into his teens it was like the flip of a switch. They had to kick him out because he was being so violent and unpredictable. I think with the bipolar disorder going unmedicated after that and being homeless/poor for periods of time he just got into a world of trouble and his mental illness deepened into other things like OCD and schizophrenia. He also wouldn't admit to a lot of things and wouldn't accept help. I think part of that had to do with his parents being "put-together", well-off, and active members of their community; I'm sure he felt he had to adhere to that standard as their son and couldn't vocally admit his problems. I don't think he was aware how apparent his actions were till he was in way too deep.
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    Originally posted by Robert Mugabe I didn't know he heard voices How often did he do meth? I know he dabbled in things but I just thought it was mainly beer and the odd toke

    I honestly am not sure exactly how often with the meth. There were times he mentioned he was doing it, but I thought it was just in short limited increments based on who he knew at the time. He was pretty vain and didn't want to get so into it that it affected his appearance, but I do remember him hanging with a friend named Mark for a while and they did meth together. That started back in 2012 and I think went on for a little while because I finally remember meeting the guy after a few years. He died a year or so after that. Doug honestly would do whatever he could get his hands on. He was pretty desperate for release. Most days he'd have to get up first thing in the morning and walk to the store for a beer. If he'd try to quit or not have money to get beer, he'd get really sick after 2-3 days. I told him if he ever really wanted to quit, he'd have to go to rehab because if he did it on his own he'd die. There was a time or two he did try, and he ended up having seizures.
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    Originally posted by WellHung i feel guilty and disappointed in myself that i didnt reach out to him, more, and try to be his friend, and support him. but i didnt know it was this bad. Shame on me.

    I understand the way you feel, but I don't think there was a whole lot to be done. I stayed in a relationship with him for so long because I could tell something was really wrong, and I'd hoped I could help him and be a good influence, but he still was tortured by his demons no matter how much I tried, and they caused him to do terrible things so I eventually I had to just leave for my own safety and hope the best for him. He was lost and would never ask for help and denied it when offered or highly suggested. Even when he went to the hospital the Thursday before, his dad said that the doctor wanted to keep him, but Doug smooth talked his way out, and they released him. All he ever wanted was freedom and it didn't matter the consequences.
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    Originally posted by Quick Mix Ready Is it in the paper yet?. Did he move from 309 to 310?

    I know that building is his from grubhub



    Yeah, I went up to his apartment about an hour ago and someone else is definitely living in 309, his old place. At 310 there were lots of flowers and gifts and there were blue lights on inside, which he always had. Note on the door saying "We miss you Doug".
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    I went to his apartment this evening and there are lots of flowers, gifts and mementos at his doorstep. I left some flowers, a letter, and a ticket of his to a show we went to together that he had me keep. His blue lights are still on inside.





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  10. chzbrgr Yung Blood
    Originally posted by Bradley What emotional or mental disorders would you say that you have Cheeseburger?

    I have depression and alcoholism, though I am not drinking currently.

    I've had cyclical depression since I was 13, which leads me to think it may actually be something more like bipolar disorder. I've been anxious ever since I could remember, even as a young child. My mother is terribly anxious and believe I absorbed that energy in the womb. But, I nearly committed suicide when I was 18, so they sent me to the doctor finally and I was just diagnosed with depression and anxiety. A therapist I went to briefly then I said I had severe social anxiety. Over the past few years I've done more self assessment and research and think I'm falling more in the realm of ADHD, bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, and/or autism spectrum. And I've got some PTSD from some of the things Doug put me through, unfortunately, but I finally went to domestic violence survivor counseling a couple years ago after the last time we engaged with each other and I've been doing a lot better the past year or so in that regard.

    I've never been much of a drinker. I've only got drunk enough to puke once. Only drugs I've done were mostly with Doug and it was infrequent and nothing very serious; Klonopin, Gabapentin, Vicodin, Acid, GHB, all about once each except for the Gaba, but that was only a few times. I just smoke weed daily, but usually just after work or on days off. I've had issues with binge eating; I guess you could say that's my vice, but I've been in control of it better lately.
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  11. chzbrgr Yung Blood
    They probably also didn't want to touch much in the apartment while APD has an open case. I think they just had bio cleanup come to take care of whatever happened so it wouldn't smell/damage the apartment and so his parents won't have to see when they come through.
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    Yesterday I made an ofrenda with the mementos I kept of him.

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    Originally posted by Quick Mix Ready Why wouldnt she tell the Mother of her grand daughter? if this is true Chz, then do you think it was regarding that guy who hit him a month or two ago? he came on here and said some guy knocked the wind out of him (or something) inside a "Friends" apartment by punching him in the stomach. so Kr0z said he grabbed the dudes drugs and took off.

    Did he own a gun. do you think he took his life? You say a Bio clean up crew usually means lots of blood.

    I reached out to his mother; she didn't contact me. I mostly have not been in contact with Doug the past 5 years save a few instances and a 2-3 month period a couple years ago, so I don't know the stance of his relationship to his daughter's mother as of recent. As far as I could tell, they were not engaging any longer. I'm not sure that his mother has ever even met his daughter. I can't speak to that relationship or whether she's been contacted or not.

    I don't know anything about the guy you're talking about. Like I said, I haven't talked to Doug in two years, and I haven't been reading what he posts on this site. I only popped on after seeing the responders at his apartment to see if he had posted anything recent and it had been three days since his last post.

    I've never known him to own a gun. He's got a felony so technically he cannot own one, but that doesn't necessarily stop people from having one. All I can do right now is suspect; I have no other information about what happened as of right now. I know he's overdosed and been brought back to life several times in the past ten years. My guess is his mental health continued to deteriorate, and he accidentally overdosed again. My suspicion is that he died on Saturday and wasn't found until Tuesday. But from what I'm gathering there may have been something else going on, and he could've died by someone else's hand. I just don't know right now.

    I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news and sorry this has happened.
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    I was able to get in contact with his mom a couple hours ago, and she said they were notified on Tuesday that he passed away. She said she couldn't talk about what happened.
    I left work early and saw that bio clean up had just arrived at his place about 15 minutes ago.
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    Originally posted by Bill Krozby never raped anyone.

    on my last probation meeting i was asked what happened and I told him that I hurt someone that I loved and she did to me and that we couldn't pull it off and he shook my hand and let me go. you're a pig for telling him about nis.

    I told him about it because you were calling me and texting me for a week after not talking to me for two years and I wanted to be left alone. I called him to see if I still had a protective order against you because victims services wasn't helpful. And then I told him about the forum because you were saying that you overdosed and you shouldn't even be doing drugs since you're on probation.

    And yeah, you've raped me several times. When I lived with you, you started trying having sex with me and I told you I didn't want to. Then you preceded to get on top of me and try to force yourself inside me. I kicked you off of my body, and off the bed. You just crawled right back on top, forced yourself inside me and stroked yourself inside my pussy till you came.
    Then, and this happened more than once, you asked for sex and I said no because I had work and school the next day and was tired and needed to go to sleep. You continued to press your penis against my lips, trying to force them open enough to shove it in. I continually told you no, to stop, that I didn't want to and wasn't going to. You continued to push me and I became very upset and started screaming and crying. You continued to push me, forced my mouth open and put your penis inside it. It wasn't even hard. And I bit it because I didn't want it in my mouth. You slapped me in the face because I bit it and told me to do it right. I continued to bite it because I was so upset and was in absolutely no mood to have sex or suck your penis. I was being emotionally abused and raped for your own enjoyment. And then I can't count how many times you've inserted yourself, fucked me and came inside me while I was sleeping, unconscious and unconsenting. Especially after I've told you that I don't like that and I don't want you to do it.
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    Originally posted by Ghost Nothing gets deleted once it goes up on here. You have had an account since 2016-11-13 which means before the forum switched to python so you've 'been here' for at least 3 years now. You have had plenty of chances to distance yourself from all of this and move on with your life but you insist on stalking william bill Bill Krozbyby on the forum.

    You have nobody to blame but yourself, here's a post you made a year ago still obsessively stalking william bill Bill Krozbyby and you're still here actively posting.

    You ever heard the saying "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer"? Why wouldn't I want to keep tabs on someone that has held me against my will, assaulted me, raped me, and nearly killed me? Someone who's cheated on me, financially abused me, and destroyed my personal belongings? Don't you obsess about the things you truly fear? The things that could really destroy you? Maybe that's just me and my anxious personality. This is someone who has left me in their bed to go fuck someone else, someone who has forced me to suck their dick even after I've yelled no, cried, and bit their dick multiple times, someone who's pulled fistfuls of hair out of my head on several occasions. Someone who got my laptop stolen because they invited a streetwalker in to smoke speed. Someone who sold my childhood GameBoy Color for drug money. Someone who has rubbed my own vomit in my face. Someone who's thrown my cell phone under a running faucet when I called the police because I was being attacked. Someone who has bit me, choked me, spanked me, and spit on me in a very aggressive, extreme, non-sexual way. He's a sociopath. There's no remorse for the things he's done. There's no concept of shame or doing wrong. He's a soulless vessel operating off of negative energy, chemicals, and lies. There's more wrong than there's right. There's more myth than truth. That's what he feeds on; the abundant source of darkness. When you've encountered something like that, when you've been intimate with something like that, it's a little hard to forget.
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    I only checked this to see if you got home okay last night, but...

    Originally posted by Bill Krozby cranberries (the girl I choked out twice, I should of done of a better job)

    First, it's I should have. Second, you only kinda choked me once. You got an enhancement for strangulation on your family violence charge because you stuck your fingers in my throat to stop me from screaming so the cops could hear me outside after you had been attacking me and holding me against my will for over three hours. I'm assuming this second time you're referring to is just when you basically got arrested for the same crime a year later because you were hanging out with me when you shouldn't have been because of the protective order. Yes, you held me against my will and attacked me again, but it wasn't nearly as bad, and I don't remember any choking that time. You did get another charge for unlawful restraint, but there were no secondary charges in relation to strangulation, and believe me, I would've told them if it had happened. Regardless, bragging about "choking me out twice" is dumb af. Maybe I should have done a better job at choking you when I was defending myself in the first attack. I remember being on top of you, my hands squeezing your neck, your teeth covered in blood, your face turning purple. It wouldn't have taken me much longer if I wouldn't have stopped. Even though I was defending myself, I wouldn't have wanted killing you on my conscious, plus I loved you, and there was no real reason why you started fighting me; you were just really drunk. Physically, I messed you up worse than you did me, so I wouldn't be so boastful.

    Originally posted by Bill Krozby and half way through she went to the bathroom and never came back she left her brew in the cup holder and I was like wtf and called her and she said that im an embarassment even though now she has a gold nose ring and a tattoo you can't see because her arm fat covers it up.

    Yeah, you talked through not only the trailers, but an hour into the movie after I had told you multiple times to be quiet. The guy in front of us was visibly annoyed by you (and therefore, us). You're the one who wanted to go to the movies... Maybe you just wanted to take me so you could slobber on me and feel me up in a dark theater, but that doesn't really work when you go to a popular new movie on a weekend night. And, I actually wanted to see that movie, so you not only were annoying the people around us, but also me. Then, for some reason, you thought it was okay to make some joke about jedis that was not relevant at all. I thought, okay, maybe that's it, he got his vulgar, bigotted comment out and he'll shut up for the rest of the movie... but NO. You fucking YELLED the word "retard" so loud that everyone in the whole fucking theater could hear. Who the fuck does that? Sometimes... I feel sorry for you because it's apparent that you have multiple afflictions such as Asperger's, Tourette's, Bipolar Disorder, Paranoid Schizophrenia... but the fact that you're aware of at least some of these things, and aware that these things make you a complete and utter asshole, and you don't seek any treatment or do anything about it, makes you completely and totally deserve every repercussion of your actions. I've always been sorry for the things I have done to you, including ditching you at the theater without a ride, but I've never been sorry for WHY I did those things. They were reactionary to the things you were doing to me, and you deserved them.

    And I bet you like my nose ring and tattoo... And my tattoo is only covered up my my arm fat when I fully flex my arm... which would happen to anyone with it's placement regardless of how fat they are. It was put in an inconspicuous place intentionally.

    Originally posted by Bill Krozby i figured 2 and a half years would be enough for us to be friends but she has gained a lot of weight and talks about going to the the gym but has hairy arm pits so I knew she was lying

    How does not shaving my arm pits = me lying about going to the gym? That doesn't make any damn sense. I have been going to the gym. That's where I went straight after I left you at the movies. I told you I had to go Sunday night or Monday morning before work and that's why I wasn't going to stay overnight with you. I've been going to the gym to work on strengthening the right muscles to realign my pelvis and rehabilitate my low back to prevent getting severe spasms like I used to. I stopped shaving my armpits because my skin is sensitive and it's painful for me. I'd rather have a patch of soft hair there than a rash of pimples and pustules. Plus it's fun to pet. Same with my pussy. It isn't shaved either. You were definitely on drugs the other night.

    And I don't weigh any more or less than I did the last time you saw me. I may have bloated up because the only thing you fed me the nights we got together was lasagna, potato salad, Takis, beer, sugar-laden malt liquor, chips, and candy. I'm insulin resistant and carbs fuck me up, especially when I haven't had them in a while, which I have been limiting. We talked about this at the movies.

    Regardless of how much I weigh, I'm still a desirable bitch. You still want to fuck me after all these years of fighting and getting arrested and being on probation and not talking to me for two years... And I think you and I both know I'm much better looking than I was the last time you saw me. You told me the other night how pretty I was and that was after I slobbered all over your cock, had snot on my face and smeared my mascara. And of course, WITH my hairy pits and pussy. ;) Not to mention you still have a pic of me in your fap folder that I sent you two years ago.

    And yeah, I wish you and I could be friends too, but you've never been a friend to me. Only a lover and an enemy. You can never chill and be in between; you've always gotta have your hands on me. The only times you've been nice or good to me were for your own benefit and even that was limited. Sometimes holding me down and kicking me was better for you. I've always told you this, and this will probably always be true - there will always be a place in my heart for you... if not that, I at least won't ever forget you... but you are too much to handle. You're an unruly child. You used to be a conquest for me. I wanted you to turn good because of me. I wanted to show you a good life and you quit your shit. But you just took advantage of me, and I was too young and naive to realize it until it was too late. Life has gotten better for me without you in it. The golden energy in my soul that you sucked dry has been replenished. I've paid off debt. I've raised my credit score. I bought a new car. I have good friends that take care of me. I'm happy. I love myself. I love my job. I've gotten a promotion and a couple raises and getting on salary in a couple months and another considerable raise at the beginning of next year. I'm taking a vacation next month. I'll be able to afford my own place when my lease is up. My skin is better. I can make my pussy squirt. And there are many who love to watch it and tell me how pretty and perfect it is. All my lovers since have treated me well, taken me out to dinner, licked my pussy, fucked me and made me cum at least three times before they did. I have one now that begs for my attention and his eyes roll in the back of his head and brain turns to mush with every word I speak (his words). And that's even AFTER I poured a menstrual cup full of blood into his mouth. I have another that told me I was wife material just last night. I am adored. More people admire me and want to worship me than I can actually handle. You don't know me. You've never fucking known me. And it's all because you never bothered. You made everything about you. I am great. And wonderful. And beautiful. And powerful. And you'll never be able to know it. And it's best that you don't. Because I will fuck you up.

    The only reason why I hit you up Thursday was because I was bored and wanted to go to the new library downtown. That's something I thought you'd enjoy since it seems like you've had a rough time lately with your gf dumping you, and you overdosing, and then spending a few days in the psych hospital. I wouldn't have even thought to hit you up if you hadn't tried contacting me a couple months ago, numerous times, might I add... I was just trying to be nice, but of course you ruined it.

    Originally posted by Bill Krozby i gave her a few cream pies without asking her if she is still on b control. She's smart enough to know the baby would abort itself I wouldn't give her any money.

    Just in case you're actually worried about this, which you shouldn't be because you fucked me on my period, but I know you are stupid and don't understand how reproduction works... I don't have my Nexplanon anymore. I got it taken out a few months ago due to bad side effects. I'm back on the pill. I have to take birth control because I have polycystic ovarian syndrome, but besides that, I don't want kids for at least 6-10 years, if at all, anyway. You are really stupid for creaming in a bitch three times without knowing whether she's on BC or not tho. But you know I'm smart, and I know you know that I'd abort your baby in a heartbeat and not even tell you, even if I wasn't on BC. I think you'd secretly like it if I carried your baby though. It'd be a lot better than the trailer trash you knocked up six years ago.

    Originally posted by Cootehill You should get cranberries to start posting again.

    Originally posted by Bill Krozby nah i shouldn't too much risk on my part.

    Yeah, he shouldn't. Too risky. He's almost done with probation, and I could call the cops for any "threatening or harassing" contact from him. Plus I sent his probation officer the link to his posts on this site, so it wouldn't be in his best interest for us to get into it on here.

    Imagine the freedom you'd have if you'd have some manners and keep your mouth shut sometimes.

    Your balls are mine. Cuck.
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  20. chzbrgr Yung Blood
    Originally posted by Bill Krozby lol looks like I'm being internet stalked again

    hehehehehehe

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