I know that I must seem distant and cold lately, and I know that must hurt. I don't want you to think that it is you, b/c it most certainly is not. I feel bad b/c I know that I have allowed myself to seem like I don't care for you like I do, and I should not. I really am just fucked up right now. Amy is starting to really fucking piss me off. I fucking hate her. HATE. I am using the word HATE to describe the way I feel about her. Ahhhh.... I never thought in a million years that I would say that. I don't want you to feel bad about the things that she does, b/c you are right, they are not your fault... Enough about her... I want to talk about you. Kari, in the past several weeks, I have been happier then I have ever been. I know that I don't let you know enough how much you mean to me, and how happy I am... Please don't worry about last night, I did just need to be alone, she fucking pissed me off last night, and I just needed to sort shit out. Sorry... I lay in bed last night, looking at the ceiling, thinking about life (and honestly making shapes out of the speckles) and I really wished that I had you to hold, and just to tell you that I never wanted to let you go... You make me smile, and I love that... Thank you. I close, and will talk to you later.
I know that I must seem distant and cold lately, and I know that must hurt. I don't want you to think that it is you, b/c it most certainly is not. I feel bad b/c I know that I have allowed myself to seem like I don't care for you like I do, and I should not. I really am just fucked up right now. Amy is starting to really fucking piss me off. I fucking hate her. HATE. I am using the word HATE to describe the way I feel about her. Ahhhh.... I never thought in a million years that I would say that. I don't want you to feel bad about the things that she does, b/c you are right, they are not your fault... Enough about her... I want to talk about you. Kari, in the past several weeks, I have been happier then I have ever been. I know that I don't let you know enough how much you mean to me, and how happy I am... Please don't worry about last night, I did just need to be alone, she fucking pissed me off last night, and I just needed to sort shit out. Sorry... I lay in bed last night, looking at the ceiling, thinking about life (and honestly making shapes out of the speckles) and I really wished that I had you to hold, and just to tell you that I never wanted to let you go... You make me smile, and I love that... Thank you. I close, and will talk to you later.
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