Dear I*,
I'm sorry I don't answer your questions so directly. I'm just not comfortable answering them. Honestly, I might like you. But I just don't feel like there's anything to gain by admitting that to you, for a variety of reasons. For one, I desperately need friends, far more than I need a girlfriend. You've proven to be a great friend, who's both understanding and caring and willing to help me grow as a person. I'd give anything to have friends like that. But the fact is, you had a boyfriend when I met you, and I didn't expect you to be single. And even if you were going to be single, I knew my best friend had a massive crush on you. I can't lose both my best friend a good friend over something so pitiful as a simple crush. It's not like we'd work out anyway, you're incredibly beautiful and mature and I'm just a beta male alcoholic suffering from mental illness. Why do you like me, anyway? Just stick with him, he can make you happy, I offer you nothing. I really just need friends right now, please be a friend and don't pressure me to be anything else, I'm not mentally capable of making a girl like you happy. I mean, even with that said, I'd salvage my life savings to have a girl like you in my life, but who cares? I want to date girls who can relate to my struggles with autism, you're extroverted and have far too much going for you to waste your time with an autistic loser like me.
Love always,
who cares
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If Jesus died for my sins, then I should sin as much as possible, so he didn't die for nothing.