Ohh boy.

Ohh boy. Some heavy things to get out tonight.
I just want to let you know, this is going to be a mess and out of order and what not. I'm writing what I think as I think it. No more, no less.

I think she's a bitch for what she's done to you. Rowan just broke up with you and she already asks you out? I guess I'm a bitch too then for wanting it... but there was a reason I was leaving the decision up to you. In my heart, I knew there was a chance of it not working out.. but still, I hoped. And in the sliver of a chance that you might hope for the same, I wanted it to start out right. I wanted to give you time, time to think, breath, figure everything out. Instead? You flit right off to another girl. I think that's disrespectful, both to Rowan and to myself to fly off so suddenly.


...more later? when I can think, perhaps...