I'd like to cut them off...

Maybe I'm just angry... and high... and perhaps a little crazed, but you'll never hear me say that again.
Maybe I'm just frustrated, jealous, let down, disappointed, etc.
How about all of the above? I'm just completely dissatisfied with this behavior...
I'm just putting in my two cents here every so often after all so I should certainly not be so fuming yet distraught. I should not be feeling this intensely about this...

But I feel that I hate you. No matter how much I want to be close to you. No matter how often I long to hear your voice...

I'm simply going to be very frank...
I have to bust my ass to get your attention.
You speak in circles and (mainly lately speaking) all you ever write about is either not being able to write or about how fucking in love you are with a girl though you don't believe in love.
False claims and let downs. That's what you've been. Feeling close to you was something I was warned to avoid. I got that, but I was doing just fine until you started making things difficult with your cavity sweet conversation and your "I think if things were different there'd be something" thrown in randomly to your avoiding and friendship revoking.

I hate people.
And I hate being too tired and too frustrated to write, or take any action.
The actions that I did take lead me no where but here.
I think that if you noticed when others practiced what you preach you would eat your words.
Writers always do eventually.