<< | 2002-08-01 @ 3:27 p.m. | >>
excerpts from the email from hell

"A month ago, I made you feel absolutely terrible for doing things with me that I enjoyed, simply because I was confused as to how you were feeling and was receiving mixed messages and partly didn't understand you and partly didn't understand myself. But then I did a complete 360, and have tried to continue doing those things with you even after I SPECIFICALLY complained that those were the very things that made me upset."

"Last night, I initiated everything ... That was all me, don't feel bad about going along with it and 'letting' me get close, because I really wanted to get close and did my best to do so, and it probably felt very comfortable and familiar."

"Gosh, what I'm trying to say here is that I would be super OK with anything you want to do in the future. If you feel the need for a hug, a massage, someone to lean on for a few hours, perhaps even a kiss or anything more, I am there. I'm leaving the door open."

"God, I would love to tell you that I won't try so hard to be close to you, but I've learned that about myself and know it's not true. Something inside me just won't give it up, and I apologize for any future out-of-line advances (what a damn shitty thing for me to say, but I have to be honest)."

Somebody shoot me.

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