#4

Let me just say that I am tired of being nice.
I want you to email me. I fucking hate this.

I hate that you have shut me out.
Why can't I talk to you? Why are you doing this to me?

Does this mean that this doesn’t affect you?
I would give my left arm to know how you feel and what you are thinking. Well I guess I need to be nice.
Right. It's the right thing to do.
Like you said -
Why can't we be 'professional'? So professional it is.

Last night was bad. I drank until I passed out.
It is the only way I could stand the pain until Sat.

I deleted every email that I had

I don't have those either. The one about your fantasy.
The one about you- nevermind.

A little truth now. -
I guess it doesn't matter, never mind, you will never see this and it just doesn't matter.
I was going to tell something truthful but why should I? Fuck you Dan, Fuck You. That is what you are really saying to me. Fuck you lowly son of a bitch that fucked with me and I am moving on. Do you see what is happening?
You are answering me (I am now answering for you since you no longer talk to me).

So in the absence of you emails I now write for you.