4/1/2010 12:32 AM
To: Bee York.
You had me worried! I thought the 'cryptic message' on your blog was aimed entirely at me. So I'm reading "You can't forgive me for last year? I'm not a great person? What did I do? : ( But I thought I was good. I make you feel fucked up? How? I don't want you to ever feel bad because of me. You want her to dump me? What? You're sorry my mum has cancer? WHAAAT?"
It took me a few seconds for me to work it all out. Granted, it may come across as crass - the person obviously did affect you greatly - but I was relieved when I realised you were not referring to me! I'm not sure if you'll find that rubbish or if you're currently laughing. I hope you're currently laughing - laughing at the idea of me freaking out. Like that time you told me you were a big black woman, and 'Allison' was just some girl you knew that you'd taken photos of? Haha. You probably don't even remember that shit!
THREE TIMES! No way. That's weird.
It feels more. But three seems right aswell.
Here's an interesting thought for you:
We've only ever met in Airports.
And it's been a different one.
And you were late TWO of those times by half an hour or more! =p
Haha, I forgive you "I ain't askin' fo' you fohgivnas, Kaaaale".
I know. But Kyle gets mightily anxious.
Oh, Kale. (Kyle)

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