Nancy! I know: I must break my attachment, really any attachment, to you; I shall as a token of 'de-tachment' try other kinds of activities than the love-of-you which has like a lock kept me thinking of You when exactly that binding must be what has alienated you; I shall as here of very late do-blog, now to do this with an ever-increasing disgust that of seeming offense to you, I 'keep coming back, coming back to get a word-edgewise.' I do not-- fundamentally-- feel that my orientation to you, the roots of this attachment, has been motivated by some jealous wish to keep you away from other men-- albeit refreshing, really, it is to behold/regard that on your Facebook page men have in-comment been 'flirtacious' even when seemingly married... I have wronged myself as k of someone new, someone not-you... but that would not likely be with the capricious girl2guy meetups that are common here, where Black girls get 'owned' on penalty of violence by their ?men? andwell as yourself by attachment; it may be-- how-pray-tell-how?-- that a 'new love' will make me thin white women get taken-and-kept-as-well in a mix of joy of 'Black Meat' treats for cave-entry, and I simply then fit-not-at-all-of-any-libidinal-womanly-orientation. I really have tried to mininimize messaging you...To my psyche, though, you are a Siren ashore on 'my ship,' in ways inviting through no signal of thine to 'crash'... and I shall not crash... truly I want what 'peace' you want, your separation to get that peace. I am ashamed! For my intrusion on your private 'space' I have severally blundered... still trying, however, I must confess that THIS IS THE MOST PAINFUL BREAK-UP/KISS-OFF/DROPPING/GHOSTING THAT EVER IN WHICH I HAVE DEALT... YES HURTS BHUUT A DEEP HURT ASIDE THENCE IS THAT I STILL THINK OF YOU-- ALL THE BLOODY TIME!!!!

 Nancy! I know: I must break my attachment, really any attachment, to you; I shall as a token of 'de-tachment' try other kinds of activities than the love-of-you which has like a lock kept me thinking of You when exactly that binding must be what has alienated you; I shall as here of very late do-blog, now to do this with an ever-increasing disgust that of seeming offense to you, I 'keep coming back, coming back to get a word-edgewise.'

I do not-- fundamentally-- feel that my orientation to you, the roots of this attachment, has been motivated by some jealous wish to keep you away from other men-- albeit refreshing, really, it is to behold/regard that on your Facebook page men have in-comment been 'flirtacious' even when seemingly married...

I have wronged myself as k of someone new, someone not-you... but that would not likely be with the capricious girl2guy meetups that are common here, where Black girls get 'owned' on penalty of violence by their ?men? andwell as yourself by attachment; it may be-- how-pray-tell-how?-- that a 'new love' will make me thin white women get taken-and-kept-as-well in a mix of joy of 'Black Meat' treats for cave-entry, and I simply then fit-not-at-all-of-any-libidinal-womanly-orientation.

I really have tried to mininimize messaging you...To my psyche, though, you are a Siren ashore on 'my ship,' in ways inviting through no signal of thine to 'crash'... and I shall not crash... truly I want what 'peace' you want, your separation to get that peace. 

I am ashamed! For my intrusion on your private 'space' I have severally blundered... still trying, however, I must confess that THIS IS THE MOST PAINFUL BREAK-UP/KISS-OFF/DROPPING/GHOSTING THAT EVER IN WHICH I HAVE DEALT... YES HURTS BHUUT A DEEP HURT ASIDE THENCE IS THAT I STILL THINK OF YOU-- ALL THE BLOODY TIME!!!!

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