May 15, 2006 22:40
Ok. I know you read this and just don't comment so keep reading.
So I don't get it and I don't understand even a little bit and I'm in a shaky place but. I have to know. Are you seriosuly mad at me for that email? Or are you just busy? Or are you dead. I hope that's not it. But hey, what comes comes. So I'm gonna wait a week. A week. Next Monday. And then I'm gonna erase your email address and your number and all that stuff and just forget about it and move on 100 percent as opposed to the 90 percent I am now. And no. This isn't me being overly emotional or a psycho girl or whatever. I'm done. I'm tired. I hate games and I like answers when they're availiable. I know nothing would ever be like it was and I know we'd never be anything more than okay friends and I was willing to hold on to that no matter what but. Not any more. And I have too much to do. Right now I'm operating on the opinion that you're not talking to me because of the drunken email and Ill be completely honest and tell you I think that's entirely lame and childish. Yeah, maybe it was for me to send it, but at least get the balls to confront me. Okay. I think this has been confrontational and potentially damaging enough. So. There we go.
We'll talk soon, or not. It's all up to you.
-Brittany.