~Amiradien

So, I haven't written in a while, I've been pretty busy with school, and my college classes and the play. The play is really fun, I'm performing on Wednesday, and I'm really nervous. There's a part where I'm supposed to be screaming. but my throat has been hurting alot lately, so I don't know how that'll turn out. We haven't practiced it in our dress rehearsals. No one in the set crew knows what they're doing except for me and one other girl, so it'll take alot to pull it off. The letter I received today didn't help my stress load at all. I really wish he'd leave me alone, and this letter had alot of sexual shit in it. I don't think he understands that I don't care how badly he wants to fuck me, and he doesn't need to try and convince me that we can't be friends, he doesn't need to yell at me not to contact him, because he's always the one contacting me. In his letters, he pretends like I'm asking him to stay close to me, like he's trying to end a clingy relationship. When in actuality, that's EXACTLY what *I* am trying to do. I don't care that he can't stop dreaming about me. I don't care that he dreams about me being his sex slave (which isn't what he said, but it's basically the gist when he wrote "I am way to attracted to you, and not in a relationship way. You are so fucking sexy. I only want to have sex with you, like there is no tomorrow.") Thank you for that lovely mental image, asshole. You make me sick. I don't know how anyone could ever say so many ignorant things in their lifetimes as you've said in this one letter. I've asked you to stop contacting me, and that's exactly what I want. I don't want you to write me trying to get rid of your dreams. I don't want you to write me, and tell me in the first few lines that I should just throw it away. You know how curious am. You know I can't do that. Why would you write an ex-girlfriend a letter explicitly describing how badly you want to have sex with her, after she's repeatedly demanded that you stop contacting her, and threatened to go to the authorities. This is worse than the eulogy you wrote. I don't give a fuck how afraid of me you are, don't you get it? Just leave me alone, you sick bastard, pretty soon you'll have to anyway.