this letter is a little rushed, and fragmented. its four in the morning. i have school and work. i don't like seeing your hurt like this. you seem very very upset - its not something i want to tamper with. you're opening yourself up for once. i don't want you to think 'when i'm open, this is what happens', because with me, its not the truth. you sent me this finger jabbing mail. and i honestly had no idea what you were talking about. when i asked marc about it - he told me he had no idea. now, i don't know if i believe him or not. Yes, comments were said in our group, but nothing major at you other than we were frustrated by you and kind of angry - but for me personally, nothing against you. The huge argument was only enough to sever two of my other friendships. You were just stating your opinion, that i did find frustrating.
however, i saw no thrashing behind your back. i did feel something more pent up coming from marc - which is maybe what you were feeling - do not pin that on me. i think you're talking about marc in your segmented for, but i'm not sure. dare i ask for clarification? i'm a little afraid. i'm personally not giving up that easy. unless you're kicking me out the door.
my back hurts. i hope today is better than yesterday. you seem so blue and red.
