May 07, 2007 00:04
You still don't have me as a friend on here... It irks me just a little. "I wanna know all that I can about you..." Right. Do you know that I saw my life flash before my eyes and thought; well, at least that thing with Christopher is settled?
I love you.
I miss you.
I think we've taken this as far as we possibly could without one of us going irretrievably insane. I can't remember the last time this felt healthy, and the times I do are dented by information later gained.
You said something about the message I left. That I sounded like someone who was vulnerable, sounded like someone who was .. feeling? I kind of wanted to tell you to fuck off. Thanks for finding a way of rewording "holding my cards close to my chest", finally. I've only been bawling the last 24 hours. I only had people break in to Austen's room because they could hear me crying from two rooms away. Thank you for bringing up, again, how emotionally distant I am when I'm 100% raw directly in front of you. Thank you for listening to a Mets game while I was trying to have this conversation with you.
I still don't think I'll pick up.
I'm not mad. I'm just done.
You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. .. I can't do this anymore.
Goodnight, Torvald. Good luck, be happy.