I'm writing to you because I wanted to tell you how much I cared about you, in the past. I want to let you know that I feel for you, and have hurt myself a lot over these things...Love, relationships, all trouble to me...I wish I knew the right answer, and the thing is, is that I don't know if I have fucked up entirely or not...I feel that I have a lot of the time, but I really hope that I can be forgiven and that we can all move on. I'm always sorry, and you know that...
I don't wish you understood me so perfectly as you do right now...I wanted a friend, but you weren't there for me, and you should be sorry because you're shallow and arrogant in your skill and talent.
So show me another side to talent. I think I've said enough. The newest thing to my life is that I've decided that now's not the time for a relationship. People ask me what time it is in rehersal class, and I tell them that it's never the right time. Or it's ten minutes to eleven. Now I just stand behind Vanessa and try to make the time pass in the subway.
I wish you knew me, and I've hoped for a very long time that you would finally one day walk into the cafeteria and notice me. But you don't. *sigh* This is all fictitious, by the way. But that's aside from what I meant to say.
You're troubled, I can see that. I'm sorry, I just wanted to drop by and tell you that we're going to make it through these days, and the glory of the good will always be there.
P.S. I am reading a very interesting book that is a more critical historical approach to biblical times, which I am really enjoying...I think one thing that I've really appreciated thus far into the book is that I'm starting to understand the misconceptions in our North American religious society. People have adopted this religion that they call Christianity, that has been perverted by politics. Then they take it word for word. Irritating. Grow up, please.
Good night. I've said enough.