First of all I'm sorry about my last letter. It was childish and mean. But you have to admit, not writing me back is kinda of rude. It's just that I put myself out on the line admitting I liked you and I've gotten nothing in return.
You could at least write back just to tell me you don't feel the same way. I'll take anything. Even if it's from your assisstant.
No. Don't do that. I'd rather live with the heart twisitng possibility that you might feel the same way than actually knowing you don't like me. I don't think I have the tools to deal with that. I'm already feeling fragile just thinking about it.
But really, what's not to like? I mean I am a little rough around the edges these days, but that's what abusive non-response can do. I'm alot of fun to be around when I'm not contemplating suicide. Ask my therapist. I tell her all the time.
Well, the gigabyte is in your hard drive now. I'll leave it up to you.
Remember, I'll always have your back-up,