I tried to love you. That was my mistake. You don’t want to be loved. You want to manipulate and control. You’re a true narcissist. You are constantly in a mental battle because of your own insecurities. You feel inferior, and compensate by buying expensive things. You bought your wife because you wanted her rich friends. You hang with your old friends because you feel superior to them. No matter how much you try, you just can’t feel like yourself with the high class group of assholes she hangs with. You must’ve felt being home and sneaking off to text someone like me. A real person who didn’t care about your money, status, or anything like that, but only you.
