Nothing's changed.

I still suffer from what you put me through. And despite what you may try (poorly) to convince me (and yourself) of, I know exactly what you think and feel about her, and about that other woman I met a few months ago. You're so fucking transparent that way: You're clearly turned on by them and you think they're amazing- it's all over your face, for one. But you're just a good guy who wants to be friends with 'good people', right? There's no solution here. Thanks for being just like the rest of 'em.