Psychotic Stalker

There really isn't a good way to describe the letter I came home to on Sunday night. I can say that it was horrifying to walk in the front door and see an envelope with "STEPH" written on it, however, the inner contents were much more horrifying. I have decided to post some of it, just so you can truly get a sense of how demented it is, plus, some of you inquired about it after seeing my freaked out away message.

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I won't post the whole thing, since I wasn't the only one it was addressed to/about. To preface, I met Crazy Stalker through a mutual friend - the other recipient of the letter - and we hung out ONE time. By "hung out" I mean: conversed in a sickeningly PG manner.

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First I would like to say I’m sorry to the both of you. A mistake is something that you look back on and regret. In as much as I would like to say that I made a mistake I cant say that because I don’t regret getting to know you Steph. The regret is that of coming between two friends.
(I don't believe that you can come between two friends who aren't interested in you AND I know I drank that night but I do not remember making any plans for a wedding, or even a date for that matter! Um, get over yourself.)
Blah, blah, blah, barely coherent rambling that continues on FOREVER, single spaced, 12pt font, with 0.5 inch margins. Steph thank you for a wonderful night I remember ever word that was passed between the two of us and you truly are an old soul. Now thanks to you every time I hear Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers I will think of talking with you. I don't like Tom Petty. I hope you don't hate me but if you do please I ask on behalf of the rest of my gender don't give up. What I told you about romantic ideals there are men out there who hold these thoughts close to their hearts as I do. You need to remember that with out the sour the sweet is never so sweet. I'm sorry for hurting both of you and if nither one of you wanted to talk to me again I would understand I just needed to say a few things before they ate me up on the inside.
(1.Honestly, I remember what we talked about that evening, and from this letter I swear it sounds like he was talking to someone else. 2.Romantic ideals?! Um, barf. 3.Don't butcher quotes from a movie and pass them off as your own because I will google the shit out of it and discover that you stole from Vanilla Sky. 4.If you have irrational thoughts, go ahead, write 'em down, BUT, if you feel the need to share them with people, do realize that they will use them as they see fit! 5.Lastly, without is one word, and neither is n-E-i-t-h-e-r, and those are just the obvious errors.)