Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yes, this e-mail. "I really, really, really, really, really like you", "I used to tune into PTMY to hear your voice", "I'm also thinking about you all the time", "I think you're very pretty", "I love you". It's so hard to believe that Pooka said all these stuffs, being as 1. he'd never met me when he sent this and 2. he hates me now. It's also full of jabber, and jabber is the best way to talk (this is not to do with Jab, jabberers are quite common in this world and most of the people I know can jabber quite effectively).
If I was the strong woman I so badly want to be, I'd delete it, but because I'm such a weak, wimpy piece of shit, it's staying. Why can't I sort myself out? Why can't I move on? Why can't I change?
"I'll never fall in love again, it's all over now."
- b.k. x
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