Even in the start you could take it or leave it with me. It was all you, and you know it. I think what it was for me is yeah, I did see something. There was a few things that turned me on a bit physically AND where your head was at not just physical, before we were on a personal level. There was always way more that turned me off. The way you were with these other serious years, Indian real idiots, losers tbh, irritated me. Not even jealousy, it was like what the f*** is that? Is she f****** serious? Terrible taste. You know that, your taste in people, things you would say, your attitude, that really turned me off more than once, but you initiated everything when it went down and I guess I hoped. So I went along with it. I wanted to bail early, I was done. After that it was like I went along with it anyway having faith in me that yeah, I’m an attractive guy physically and as a person, how can she not? But actions indicated to me that you could always take it or leave it. That’s fine too, just not with me and what I was looking for. It wasn’t love. Not even close.

That’s a pile of horse s***. I think that there were too many cooks in the kitchen and too many options. No matter how good a guy is, like me, he can only go up against so many people before he’s an after thought it comparison to the big picture. You were also intentionally very nasty towards me. You still are. You might not be pulling the trigger but there is a definite pattern of handing people who you know are irresposible or are loose cannons, guns and manipulation and then just pointing. That’s the way you do things. That’s not love.

I don’t believe you wanted me or you love(d) me. If we’re getting real? That’s obsession. You were having your cake and eating it too. I gave you something that nobody else could or ever will be able to, you gave me nothing in return. I eventually said f*** that, quit, and realized how little you ever gave me the entire time we knew each other. You were worthless to me. I bet you can’t name a single genuine thing about yourself that I should even miss. I can’t. That’s the truth. I can’t. Not sure what you see in me if anything, I don’t see anything genuine in you.