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| Jaganshi (profile) wrote, on 11-17-2004 at 2:48pm | |
| I got an email from Link. These are more fun for me every time, I swear. Ashley, yes, i blame you. Why wouldn’t I? i love her and you convenced me that wasn’t enough. I guess in your defence, you analized the situation and gave me (what you thought) was a simple solution to my problem. (for the record, I’m REALLY drunk right now, i’m ssuprised i caan still trype (not to mention spell)) But you left out one improtant key to your analization... Uncoditional love, the kind that doesnt’ usually exist between two people. anyway, for some domb reason I listened to you. And you didn’t even TRY!!! I TOLD YOU THINGS WOULD BE HARD!!!! But as soon as things actually got hard you let me go. i pushed you away AND YOU GAVE UP. Some friend. You claim I’m like a brother, THEN WHY LET ME GO SO EASILY!!!!!? Anyway, lets test out this bond you claim you have with me. If it exists, then you’ll wake up, check your e-mail, and call just in the knick of time. you will probally have my address blocked anyway. SO GO!!!!! Go tell your internet friends I’m gone, tell your spiffy new boyfriend. GO!!!! make me look like the bad guy. DO IT! NOW!!!!!!!! Tell them you knew this would happen WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!!!! Dancee for them, entertain them, make them love you. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!!! And just so you know, i thought Rachel was pregnant, and i thought it would hurt you if you found out, so i cut ties. That’s why. Not to be melodramatic, this letter is melodramatic, so fuck you. Is this what the cards held for me? see you in space cowboy... Link P.S. Bang...... My reply: I have nothing to say. You be a big boy and figure things out for yourself. It won't be my fault anymore. You're my friend, but you don't want me and that's going to have to be enough for you to know. And, if I must say something in my own defense, which I will do out of procedure if for no other reason.... as soon as things got hard? How self-centered can you possibly be? I'm tired of sugar-coating this. Sick and fucking tired of it. Try to remember you leaving for Iowa. Try to remember the fact that, whether I'm proud of them or not, I do have feelings, and the things you did to our relationship affected them. You don't know how close I was to falling in love with you, and THAT is the only reason I can't bring myself to hate you for the way you treated me. You weren't as bad as Caleb. I'll give you that. But you still don't get it. And you never will. Unconditional love? You don't know the fucking meaning of it, because you don't appreciate it when you've got it. Fuck you, fuck Caleb, fuck Rachel, fuck Plymouth. I'm tired of tearing myself to pieces for people who will never care about me no matter what. I wasn't in love with you, and I still cared too much to treat you the way Tara did. What does that tell you about what you've lost? You don't miss her, you miss being in love, the certainty of a marriage that will make you miserable. I don't have internet in my room right now, so if you receive this from beyond the grave or something, don't bother replying if you have nothing better to do than tell me all the reasons why the world would have better off without me in it. You're my friend, I love you, but never email me again if this is all you have to say. (And I know you weren't worried about hurting me. I have a hard time believing YOU even think that. You just wanted a better way to tell me, a more dramatic way, so you could hurt me more. Don't bother. If that's all you want, to hurt me, to get revenge on me because I made you realize you deserve someone who won't cheat on you and lie to you, if that is all I deserve in your mind, then make your own choices from now on. If you feel the need to tell me things because some iota of what you told me about being your friend WASN'T a lie, I'm glad to listen to you. I still care about you. But I won't be with men who want to drain me and leave me to die. It's really gotten old and I've moved on.) Yeah. Life sucks for Link. He makes it that way and then blames it on the women in his life. No wonder he's never happy. He's so in love with misery that he's more faithful to it than he'll ever be to anything else. You know what's even better than that? You'll prove me right. You'll sit and read this, be filled with self-righteous anger that feels oh-so-good, and block my email, never to call me again, never to hear from me because this is the punishment you have deemed worthy of faithless, evil whores like me. You can say it, what you really think of me. I already know by now anyway. Yeah, so I'm posting this as public in case any of you have comments that can go directly to him. I am posting this email unedited and unabridged so that I can never be accused of misrepresenting him. What you see is what I got. |
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Silvos | 11-17-04 3:26pm He had to be drunk to say that? |
jaganshi | Re:, 11-17-04 3:46pm Yeah, well. At least he tells the truth some of the time, even if he has to be drunk to do it. Now we all know what he thinks of me, and there will be no more confusion. |