I'm going to be very clear with you and then I will never speak to you again. I'm very uncertain about my feelings, but I do feel something for you. I think you might feel the same too, but you act like this with everyone else. Why did you bring Christine to Alain's party when you said you were going to tell me something important? When I confronted you, you said you "forgot." I don't understand your thought process sometimes. I think I was disillusioned and actually thought that you cared about me the way I care about you. You don't. You treat everyone the same way and you're an asshole. You talk so much shit about Francesca and then you write on her wall saying how she's such a good kisser. I don't know why I think so highly of you. I should just tell you to go fuck yourself, but I like you too much. I want to stab every girl you talk about, and I shouldn't feel that way. I don't want to feel this way for you. I just look at you sometimes and think you're so perfect. I know you don't think that about yourself, but I do. When you talk to me about your problems, I understand you. I get you, but you don't get me. I already knew something was up that day you dissed me and I started crying. When you read this, please believe I have blocked you on all forms of communication. I've already spoken to my sister, so don't try to get in contact with her either. You refuse to change and now I will distance myself. None of those sluts you talk to are going to care about you the way I did. I will always believe that things are good with you. It'll be too hard to believe anything else. Goodbye Grace.