We have hardly talked for several months, but I still feel rejected when you don't acknowledge I exist when I send you something. Must quit texting you. MUST QUIT TEXTING YOU!

You make me sad again today. Why am I having such a hard time letting you go? Normal life philosophy, get people that don’t improve your life out of your life. But you're not really in my life, so weird. I don’t like that you can make me sad. 😖. Ugh.

I've taken your hints and accept the final rejection. The overall amusement or maybe it could be considered irony of the whole situation kills me. But I'll move on, back to reality. It was fun while it lasted. I'm done, thanks for the temporary fantasy.

This is so bad, I can't believe it turned into me being the one who gives a flying fuck. Me being the one who is jealous. Wtf. I'm an emotional rock normally. I hate this. I get your hints dude, I'm letting you go. It would be nice for you to call it off officially, but I get it it was never on officially. God it sucks though.

Arg, arg, arg. How did i lose the upperhand? Sucks!

Fuck you! Wanted to scream that to you all day!

Why is it so one sided? Heart wrenching to me.

Just want to talk to you today. :(

Guess he needs a break... A forever break? Probably what I should do, but I'll hold out a while and do my best to play harder to get. Although I disagree with this thinking, games are so stupid, the whole relationship is based on a game, so...

I am crabby today. Don't know why. Need a nap, I think.

So fucking moody. Or is it me that is so fucking moody, I critique his every move to cause my emotions to go all over the place?? I do believe it must be me.

Wow! Crabby!

Who am I? That I enjoy being called baby? My life is fucked up right now. I need to find strength somewhere. Find my bearings.

I slept on it, and it all makes a little more sense now. You saw and that is why the silent treatment. Unbelievable. I hope I’m wrong, but I’m not dumb, so I’ll figure it out today.

I miss you today. I know we have nothing to talk about, we don’t even know each other, so how is it i want to be with you, talk to you all the time? I guess i want to get to know you. Ugh. This is killing me. I want out so bad, but obviously I dont or I would just block you. You are going to fuck up my life, I think. This is my foreshadowing.

I’m in the wrong. No doubt about it. You can do whatever you want to hurt me and i deserve it. But it still hurts. How, HOW did i get so emotionally invested in this? I don’t even fucking know you! This is not normal, I am without a doubt psycho. You don’t even think about me, I’m sure. And if you did and this ever moved forward (i realize this is my biggest fantasy, and not reality) it could never work. But for now, I’m going to live in my moment. I’m going to accept the pain, embrace the hurt, and live for the 1% of the time where it is our own personal ecstasy. I’m sorry for hurting you in the process. I hope the hurt is less for you, I hope I’m correct and you really don’t care about me.