| Subject: Re: Please tell me if its over. |
| From: Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> |
| Date: 1/4/11, 18:14 |
| To: "emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com" <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> |
I need to know so that I can start healing. I can't go through another
night of emotional turmoil and regret and the memory of just last week
when I was so happy and the future was bright. Just last week. Its
killing me. I can't bear it. I am still so much in love with you. I
feel completely rejected. Not good enough. I'm a fucking hot woman.
You would be proud to be with me. I'm a great fuck I'm funny and
clever. I have fucking amazing breasts and a lovely bottom. You know
all this. You seemed to be so into me. So into me. I felt so desired
and wanted. I want that back. I will always be here to help you
Barrett but my heart is breaking. I can't continue to hope and long
for you in a lover sense when there is no response. I constantly check
my emails. It's pathetic. I'm pathetic. I'm sorry. I need you to
release me or keep me and we'll start again. But I cannot live with
the images in my mind of the man I desperately love and want more than
any fucking thing on this earth with someone else. It's killing me.
Please tell me why you fell out of love with me. I need to undertand
what I did. I need to make sense of it. I want to help you but I
cannot be second in love. I have to be first. Just as you would have
to be first with me. I am special and I want to know. I need to know
please. We would have experienced something few people ever do. You
were right when you said that at the start of all this. Oh god I just
want you back how it was. I'll come to you. Tell me what you want.
--
Emma xx