Eilis says you won't respond - & I respect you wish to cease all contact - but it's cathartic.
We had a "date", if that's what it was, you said you didn't want a boyfriend. I understood & kept my distance at January. You were so odd & gave so many mixed signals that by the time Dix intervened I was a nervous wreck. The news itself pissed off & embarrassed me to the extent that I spent months a waste, incapable working.
I get why ignoring's a good policy, but I'd hoped you'd be friends like you said you wanted. Later you seemed to want to talk to me but didn't do anything about it other than stare at me from the corridor.
Honestly, I just needed to stop feeling crap & talk to you. Hence my texts over summer & suggesting a meetup so insistently. Even then you were hard to converse with, causing more anxiety than you're worth. Maybe you thought I wanted more than you're willing to give? I didn't. I don't want your love.
I'm sorry for being an obsessive shite. Clearly we'll never talk like ordinary people - even though we hardly know each other. If you decide it's not too awkward... message me.
Hello! I sell things! What kinds of things, you ask? Amazing things! Things like AnAl bum Covers, breast augmentations for dogs, horse socks, and retarded, vertically challenged, not so cute, and utterly useless naked badgermoles! Contact me ASAP with all sorts of offers!