All those promises I made you? I meant them. But I made those promises on the condition that
you would stop pretending that it hasnt been you this whole time. Admit that it was you who found me on the fetish website, admit that the pinterest posts and backyard photos were targeted bait, admit that you sexted with me, admit youve been on this website the whole time, and admit that there were drugs in that lil baggy you left on the floor in the first photo in your first entryway raw. You have to own up to s***. Just to me. Not to anyone else.

And if you cant, then either
A) I dont get fucked over, i move the f*** on, ignore you forever, and i keep talking to multiple girls at once, or i get fucked, then cut your boyfriends d*** off, post all your nudes, post all my evidence, accuse you in my suicide note, and kill myself.