So i got a random email from someone saying this: Damion, I wish you would have told me. It would have made it so much more bearable. You were special to me, you know? And now... I don't know what to make about you anymore. You were my lover. My broski who never let me down. My jock with benefits. Remember all the times we shared? The big game, 2012. Remember, as I was bleeding from my nose, and you carried me to the nurses office. As I looked into your face, it made me question who I am inside. When we first started dating, we had a love that no one could break, not two entire football teams could rip our embrace apart. All the hot chocolate in the world was never enough on our coziest nights. We had something special. And then I found you with Quincy. At OUR Starbucks. Sharing OUR drink. It would be impossible to say this to your face, but I am disappointed. If you had told me, I'd be fine. sometimes you want to try new things. I'd even be cool with all three of us. You know I could take it. But now i can't. It's time for you to choose. Me, or Quincy. I will be eagerly awaiting your response. -Will And i feel so bad for this dude cause he sent it to the wrong person and now me and him are talking and- a a a