You probably thought I was a creepy son-of-a-bitch for basically blowing you off after you told me you got engaged to someone right after you had just broken up with a 33 year-old in New York. I didn’t blow you off because I realize I had absolutely no chance to having sex with you, I blew you off because I got tired of you chiming in at the worst possible time just to be an ass.
I wanted to NOT think about you or any other mess while I was concentrating on school, regretting screwing things up with someone else the week after I told you I might be talking to her, dealing with writer’s block and the death of an aunt, risking my scholarship (which I ended up losing) and having early morning classes. I became very irritable and I even snapped at some people while I went through that July from hell. You just wanted me out because I said I had a crush on you, the thing being HAD, not currently HAVE… and after everything I had been through with you and your obsessive case of yellow fever, I gave up MONTHS before everything came to this. I have priorities and people need sleep; and you had texted me at 3 am, 6 hours before my class that morning where we had a quiz.
I appreciate you trying in the worst and probably silliest way to get things right. What I don’t like is spreading awful rumors and trying to make my friends change sides for things that were pretty much already known to them; and trying to say that I drop people if I can’t have sex with them considering almost all of my female friends I haven’t had sex with and pretty sure I wouldn’t want to. I’ll never forgive you for that and I don’t think some of my friends you tried to turn would either.
I won’t acknowledge you or your fiance in public and I honestly wish you both the best. Make no mistake, however, I’m not issuing any ill will but rather optimism; and I may have been full of myself according to you, but at least from here on we’ll both be better off and I can sleep at night knowing all is good in both our worlds.
Have a nice life, please don’t screw it up.