you son of a bitch.
you're sick. i hope you know that. i hope you know that it's not okay to put serious cards in front of someone and then burn them for frivolous reasons. it's one thing to not be entirely set on future plans, but it's quite another thing to promise the moon with all the stars when you have no intention of giving them to someone. and to then insult them and reveal truths that might otherwise have left her still standing. thanks a lot. way to cripple my security. way to ensure the concept that you dont want me and no one else will. nice try making it seem like the problem was yourself. you're wicked.