I don’t want you to be my friend. You’re dangerous. You like to hurt women during s**. You’re mean. You have s** with too many people and get diseases. You never stop doing drugs. You have all the traits of a r*****. These are things I carry on my back even when I’m crushing on you and l will never say yes again. It’s one thing to be someone’s next to last choice, but an entirely different thing to say yes to a real monster. Do me a favor and never have anything left for me ever. I deserve better than you.