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Hi, sorry i feel like i haven't been in touch with you, been under the weather and in a bit. poking my head out slowly. i'll call you soon. hope you're loving the island! miss you.
i was just writing you, found the picture of us in la. after you returned from a concorde trip to london. wearing rorys gift ring. . not sure what you were thinking, ?
well i would have preferred one from you!!!!
i don't know what you or i were thinking, other than i think we were both stupid
cos i miss you everyday and i hate it , it doesn't go away ,
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what i was thining was that i trusted you 100 percent , and that was pretty stupid on my part. I havent trusted anyone since.
I'm not sure this is an exchange for email, you can't trust anyone and i can't make sense of anything , anything.
maybe we should work through the elements a bit , it might be helpful.
no thnkas
not being able to trust anyone is a pretty big thing, isn't it?
i guess the question is what in your life is being negatively impacted because you can't , and my guess is not much.
the answer to your question as to what i thinking btw is, nothing. i knew you cared for me and i considered you my best new friend with whom I was aware I had something v special but beyond that nothing felt clear.
least back then you didn't exhibit clear girlfriend guidelines you were always off with other people.
what that has to do with lying , is beyond me, sorry,
i think its imp we be exact. early on you asked me about other boys, we spoke every night, it was you i called to talk with and laugh after rory behaved oddly, he did tell me there was a separate room for me to stay, and it was a big suite with an adjoining door, just so happens it wasn't open nor available when i got there. i don't think i lied to you about that. maybe after the fact i tried to hide it cos i elected not to make you potentially feel uncomfortable and for no reason. i promise you , as i know you would promise me, i never ever wanted to make you feel uncomfortable, or hurt though sometimes fell short.
